I am finally in California. Those three and a half months without a vacation or a snow day culminated in three and a half weeks I wasn't, frankly, confident I'd survive. If ever I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, of telling my worst class (ever, not just this year) that they make me afraid for the future of America and happy that I never had children of my own, this is the year. These past few weeks I was one eye-roll and a sigh full of adolescent attitude away from screaming expletives and drooling bitter bile while waiting for an ambulance to take me away.
But that's behind me--3000 miles behind me. I'm in San Diego now where I'm enjoying every minute--and conversation and meal and cocktail and ray of sun and vista (photos to follow in future post) wondering how I might reinvent myself so that this becomes home...
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Sounds like you had an amazing vacation! You deserve it!
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