I need a vacation. I’m perpetually wearing a pinched look and I never have time to do what’s on my “to do” list. The hamster on the wheel in my mind wants a potty break.
Two more weeks until the end of the quarter. Dozens of papers and projects to grade. Thesis projects to evaluate. And so much more. Then I can breathe again, and enjoy a day of reading some trashy novel on the beach.
Until that time, I will remember that this too shall pass. Today, I made myself stop and savor the smell of the jasmine growing across the street from Arnold Hall, and thought how sad it was that I had to force myself to take note of the natural world. It took 30 seconds, but I felt better for hours.
I will take a cue from Dominic, who notices everything. “Mama,” he said.”The chickens are starting to have tails.” I hadn’t noticed.
Now I will.
Observe and report 
I sympathize.
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I love Dominic’s comment. If I lived your life, I would implode with stress. You don’t need jasmine, you need something stronger.
Yes, it’ll pass, but then you gotta stop adding more damn things!!
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Oh man, “this too shall pass” has pretty much become my catchphrase lately. It’s the best advice I know.
Just think, only two weeks left! Before you know it it’ll be over and just a rotten memory.
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