When you don't hear from me...
These days, it's all about the newness.
Which means that #1001 will have to be the celebratory one. Mostly, my brain is full to overflowing: new young people, returned colleagues, the new (oh, so fast!) computer, the ongoing process of trying to resettle myself materially, the insanity of a calendar that's already overcrowded. The backhoe outside my office window.
No zooming necessary there. Strangely, I find myself more easily able to deal with construction sounds than with the voices of nearby people.
I fantasize that the beginning of classes on Thursday will make things feel a bit more calm.