Some moments during the last week of classes and finals week I gulp down big breaths of panic because I live studystudystudy and simultaneously makemakemake.
I’m holding my thesis proposal and kraft paper and bakers twine in both holds.
But then I realized I’m deeply appreciative that the studystudystudy gets mixed in with the makemakemake. They balance each other out and balance me out and slow me down. And that’s a sweet spot.
It’s *almost* time to pack up the truck with brown paper packages and wool blankets and a fluffy puppy so I can go hug my mom.
And it’s going to be great.