For some reason, I feel that someone put Kryptonite in the omelette I had for lunch yesterday at a local diner - an attempt to save time and mental work from cooking.
Yesterday, I did mow the lawn, I did run six miles, and I did edit several Op Eds for a collaborative project with CT Mirror. I also began a final piece for the last day of the ISI and managed to post photographs of the graphic novel institute.
Oh, and I did laundry! Does Clark Kent do laundry? Does Superman leave marks in his Unde-Roos?
Finally, I did my part for an intended symposium in Toronto next March that brings together many scholars who have worked in similar relocated refugee communities as I have.
Truth: I want to float on a raft in a pool for an entire week. All I need is the raft and the pool. That's it.