just keep writing, just keep writing, just keep writing.

My days have been starting at the crack-of-TOO-DARN-EARLY and ending with Arden peeling me and my laptop off the couch and tucking me in.

Things are getting done and I'm finally seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. One paper left. One day left to write it in. Yikes.

I've been spending a lot of my time in coffee shops and at my parent's house as I find that I'm less distracted in someone else's space. My Mom, a teacher-through-and-through is a valuable proof reader to say the least. Last night as I was typing away, I called on her overflowing spring of essay-appropriate adjectives.

Me: I need a word to describe how humanity is at odds with one another, in turmoil, rebelling.... ya know?

Mom: Decay.

Me: That's good.

Dad: How about apocalyptic ash?

Me: Not what I'm goin' for.

Stay warm friends. Enjoy these final days of changing leaves.