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I’ve had very little contact with my department this semester and have been neglecting my academic duties to finish this novel; I feel like I’m taking off one suit of clothes after another, scattering them around me until they are completely shed and I leap into the sun. To land in Spain.

Something is shifting. I can’t tell if this means I have left the academy in my heart, or if it’s just the usual shift of coming to the end of a project. Either way I keep falling out of voice contact with people, I get surprised by how many kinds of light there are in the world, inexistents upset me, I get the old urge to drink coffee and stay up until dawn. I pace the house and don’t clean. I write these posts.

 

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