A week of teacher meetings and almost a week of classes. Major energy demands. Stacks of papers graded and stacks to go. A pile of Inquirer essays of my own drafted. A church adult education/formation program almost in shape. Sons turning 22 tomorrow. One of them might show up.
So do we think this woman is going to do a single thing tonight beyond watching two Grey's Anatomy reruns?
P.S. Apollo is content enough but increasingly frail. A sad vigil.