And it rained most of my way to work (free car wash!).
By the time I got to campus: blue skies.
May this be an omen of the term to come.
I keep disappearing inside my head becoming a promise so unbound it's like using clouds as landmarks or charting open skies as a map pla...
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Fingers crossed. You could all use a good year.
Sounds like it went well. Yay
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