~My Sister’s Keeper, Jodi Picoult
I hosted Thanksgiving.
I moved more of the things but not enough of the things. Â We have too many things. Â The new compound is hard to get used to. Â We’re so spread out now. Â We used to be always right there. Â It’s good and bad. We’re adjusting.
I did a family session for my cousin today. Â She is a wonderful human being. Â She has a lovely family. Â And she always tells everyone that I am the best photographer ever, which is just the nicest thing.
I am reading Among Others, this year’s Hugo winner for best book. Â I am loving it. Â I don’t have time for it, but I’ve reached a fork in my semester called “I just don’t care.” Â It is physically impossible to get through Blood and Soil. Â It just is. Â I’m dozing off within 3 sentences. Â But I really need to finish my map. Â Really.
I don’t suppose you really need these words. Â They’re not terribly compelling. Â At least they’re not angsty. Â I do try to avoid the angst. Â You’re welcome.
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