it’s crazy the things that graduate school can do to your sense of possibility

somehow, between 7 am and approximately 9 pm today, aside from the time i worked today, i managed to read a 318 page novel that needed to be consumed before late afternoon tomorrow. even now, i’m not sure how that’s possible. and i was able to finish a different project that received very high marks today, as well. so, i’m having a few glasses of red as a celebratory measure and feeling triumphant, if only momentarily. there’s another project to be finished that’s already nagging at the edges of my mind. begging me to work out some kind of philosophic stance that couldn’t probably be achieved in a lifetime. but I’ll leave that for tomorrow.

for now it’s just going to be me, this feeling of accomplishment, the cold wind blowing the snow against the window, and the remnants of this bottle of wine.