Sunday, July 06, 2008


My paper is finished and, though it was five minutes too long on my first run-through, should be all right now, given the amount that I proceeded to trim. It barely seems as though I'm saying anything at all--and yet I'll be talking for twenty minutes.

And now I am being beset by what we might call an intense lack of interest in packing, one that I might appease by simply going to bed. Long ago, I stopped believing in packing-related disasters. For nearly every trip, there's some small group of make-or-break items without which the trip is useless. In this category, for this trip, I'd place: my paper, my train tickets, my medication, and my wallet. Pretty much everything else is icing. Icing on a very tasty cake called going away for a little while. All of my destinations involve water, this time around, which means that I'm a happy woman.

The weather did not look this way today, by the way, which no doubt has something to do with my utter lassitude.


Anonymous MG said...

Best wishes for excellent travels from one who is beset by an utter lack of interest in unpacking.

9:34 AM, July 07, 2008  

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