24 August 2023: Making myself write—before I forget it—about ten minutes of delight today. Just walked down the Sweet Shop to get a sandwich and talked with the wonderful manager, Katie, who always asks about the cats (ever since she learned about the cupcakes I would buy for Bing and Wes’s birthday). She told me about her son’s first few days of kindergarten, and how today was the first morning she didn’t cry when dropping him off. (He’s been fine with being dropped off the whole time. Ha!). As I parted, she said, “Come back more! I just love you!” Man, that felt good.
Then I stepped outside and bumped into the Provost, who was walking with one of our new students: a young man who is a football player…an engineering major…and a poet. Where else do you get to meet people like this?
Things will continue to be rough this semester. It’s just inevitable, but the good stuff is still there.
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