remember when i talked like this?

i love that this blog is what i sounded like when i left, and i came home telling 'that's what she said' jokes. (to which andrew replied, 'well, i'm glad grad school's over.') that's what you get when you spend a bunch of time in very close quarters and on the road with 21-year-olds. it sort of softens the edges, yes?

whatever, i can still analyze critically. i just also remember what it's like to treat my body like a used car, which i neglected quite a bit when i was in book-a-day mode. a bruise or 40 keeps me grounded, even when i earn said bruises while flying through the air.