Isn’t it the way of the fall semester that September seems like it lasted for 8 weeks, October was about 2.5 weeks, and November 1st is when are standing at the top of a giant slide that ends in finals? I wandered into this playground in mid-August, and while it seemed to come both too fast and too slow, I am happy to see the ground come into view.
This semester has been wild.
Overwhelming.
Intense.
Busy.
Frustrating.
Joyful.
Fulfilling.
Fast.
I am grateful for the chance to hit stop for a few days later this week. I need the time to gather whatever resources I have left (or can conjure) before the building smells like stress in the upcoming weeks. I am thankful that I get to see more family than usual this year. I remain in awe of the ASP community and its generosity, kindness, and warmth.
I wish you all the best of times. May the ground beneath the end of your slide be soft when you land.
(Liz Stillman)
