so, i'm home alone, running around the house in my underwear, adding a third vocal part to tammi terrell and marvin gaye's
ain't no mountain high enough. my room is an absolute mess - all of my "summer" clothes have been sitting at the bottom of drawers and closets, because we never really have summer in pacific grove... and i still have a curriculum to finish (start?)... im leaving in less than 24 hours to teach(
teach! holy shit, i thought i was still learning, myself) and live at
yale.
while i'll still be living on a campus with hundreds of people in the program, i'm feeling more independent than ever before. i'm so glad im not staying in california this summer (a 20 page application and four interviews later, i'm feeling good!) and i'm so glad to have the job i do. i get to see yaron all this summer, which makes me very happy; i'll hopefully get to go to ny with the program for a weekend event or seminar, and i'm praying that my kids will like me. im getting increasingly nervous thinking about it all... but at the same time i feel so invigorated and inspired!
i'm doing something with my life!