Flipflops in the Rain

only another 9 days until my tenure in the d.c. area comes to a close. it seems unreal to be closing this chapter of my life, and i feel like lots of tears will be shed (and lots of tequila will be consumed) in the next couple days.

my brain is a whirlwindy mess of thoughts and i can’t really put together coherent thoughts and i’ve been nightmaring of raccoons as pets. i don’t know what kind of an omen that is, but i don’t like it.

look, flowers!