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2025 Writing Log, Part Eighteen
May. 3rd, 2025 07:28 am( Read more... )
This week I wrapped up the spring semester, and I managed to get all of my students through my classes in one piece. It took some work, but everyone showed up, turned everything in, and got an “A.” The grades are in the system, and I’m done. Thank fucking goodness. I am so goddamn exhausted. Touching grass is not enough anymore. I need to disappear into the woods.
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This week I wrapped up the spring semester, and I managed to get all of my students through my classes in one piece. It took some work, but everyone showed up, turned everything in, and got an “A.” The grades are in the system, and I’m done. Thank fucking goodness. I am so goddamn exhausted. Touching grass is not enough anymore. I need to disappear into the woods.
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