I seldom get quiet time in my own house—when I’m here, the boys and Gerald are usually here, too. I don’t wake up before them, and Gerald’s still watching TV most nights when I go to bed.
So the fact that I’m sitting here on my couch, with no children fighting, television playing, or game soundtracks in the background is worth savoring.
In a few minutes I’ve got an IRC chat with my students, and the next few days are stacked up with unfinished work—grading, data analysis, sorting through piles of paper…
But right now, it’s quiet. And I’m happy.
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