Home Day 20: Fridays mean nothing anymore

As an academic, weekends were never quite freeing for me, Gentle Reader. My work bleeds into nights and weekends and holidays (I love holidays, work uninterrupted by grading). But I feel like Fridays particularly mean nothing right now. Sunday is the only day that feels like it means something to me, because it’s when I put my plans together for the week (that I do or do not follow).

I’m sinking. I’m falling deep into a hole and I’m trying to claw my way out.


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