What Will Happen!

I think I might be getting the dreaded Disease. I feel it coming on. Or maybe it's just that I didn't sleep well and then exercised vigorously? Let's hope so. Sophie is home today with some kind of ick in her throat and a cough and general malaise.

I only have three weeks of my internship left. After that I am more available to work somewhere. Big changes are afoot. This will be my final registration for classes. A graduate! Another master's degree! How many can I get?

When I retire, in forty years or so, I'll go back and get my MFA in writing.

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Me too.