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So Far, So Good

Break has thus far been a great thing, though I’m appalled, as always, by the speed with which it is rushing past. I’m holed up here in NoVa working my way through the book, trying to clarify a couple of key points. Exhaustion, though, or at least general brain fatigue, is making it hard to hold those key points in mind as I’m reading, and so I keep finding myself just happily reading along without really worrying about whether the issues I’m supposed to be keeping an eye on are sufficiently at the foreground of the analysis.

Which, from a certain perspective at least, might be construed as a good thing. Happily reading along, you know.

There’s little else to report, though. I bought a novel at the airport (Dennis Lehane’s Prayers for Rain) and merrily read my way to MSP, through a two-hour-and-forty-minute delay, and on to DCA. I’ve caught up on some sleep. I’ve worked on the manuscript. I ran yesterday, for the first time since the marathon. And I haven’t touched that pile of grading I brought with me — not once.

Later today there will be a massage and a facial and other fun spa treatments. And then there will be more work, and more after that. That’s pretty much the course of things, I suppose, which makes the posting light and awkward. There’s precious little to say when one’s interactions with the world are so narrowed.


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