Now that we are moved in and most of the things are out of the boxes (not all, it's true), now that I ought be heaving a big breath and feeling freer than I was, I don't. I feel as though I cannot focus. I am spent. I need a rest, but I am not going to have one.
I still haven't done anything for the summer class, including picking that story or short novel for the end of the class. I don't have a clue what that would be. I am just limping from one class session to the other, and feeling a bit done in.