Focus.

A Week-and-a-half remain.
Three papers left to write.
Violin lessons to organize before I scoot.
Waiting on three books to arrive yet. eep!
Five books left to read.
Gotta jet.

This is where I'm going to be staying and engaging in classes for twelve full days. I'm anticipating misty east coast mornings, crisp autumn air, and round-table discussions.



I will be a tad sparse around here, to be sure.

PS: While I'm gone, could you look out for my dear husband, and remind him to eat?