Damn, I miss it every year. This year, I have an excuse: Little One on the way. I think we’ll be able to slow down next year. I always think that. But the dissertation defenses will officially be over. And, for the first time since I was probably still wetting my pants occasionally, I will officially be out of school. I think I’ve completely under-estimated how much that is hanging over my head.
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Goes away too fast. This year I didnt even get a day off to visit my favourite parks,and photograph the fall colors.
i swear, these years aren’t what they were when *I* was a kid. those years were fine, fat, drenched in detail, and lasted forever. these modern years? *pfft* over in no time.