As I tear around my house on the eve of my departure, wanting just to revel in being here by the fire with my pup but having to finish cleaning/vacuuming tasks instead, my spirits are once again leaden. I’m chatting with Molly at the moment. Here’s what she wrote: “I should tell you about my dream at some point… Brief summary: I dreamed I’d applied/been accepted at this East Coast school. And so I was […]
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