Exhausted, time for bed, but feeling somewhat peaceful. I have a lot to do tomorrow before leaving for the conference--finishing up a paper, writing two one-page responses for my social philosophy class, oh and I teach, too--but I think I have time. I'm looking forward to the conference (I'm going to try to get the most out of it, and it'll be a much-needed break from life in C-U), but I think I'm looking forward even more to the conference being over, and just getting on with things again. In this past four or five days, I feel like my life stopped, was twisted around, and laid bare. That might seem over the top, and in a week I may know this, but right now, that's what it feels like.
Sometimes you can't reorder unless you fall into disarray.
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