aphorism
I was preparing before teaching my class last night in the adjunct faculty office and I reached for my notebook to write something down. And there, in her handwriting, was the most unexpected and beautiful little note. Such a simple scribble that carried so much positive weight going into the last leg of my evening. Come January, things are going to be different.
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