It’s Called Relief

Or alleviation. Deliverance. Release.

Or time

to go running,

to take a hot bubble bath,

to watch Jane Eyre by the fire

and enter grades, maybe fall asleep during,

to eat shrimps and cocktail sauce and mozzarella stuffed chicken and wilted spinach salad

with feta and walnuts and pears

with Ryan (another celebration).

(The thing is, I’m not done yet. But I finished the most annoying paper I’ve ever had to write this morning at 8:58am and it feels glorious. Resurrection style.)


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