mess

The summer is winding down and the fog is rolling in. the fluffy layer of cold and gray doesn't burn off until around noon these days. The leaves are turning all shades of orange and brown, and the acorns are falling with audible thuds onto the street, and onto expensive cars.

Usually this time of year my biology takes over and I start nesting. I get out my big heavy blankets and make a nest of my bed. I clean the house and rearrange my room. I get all my finances and schedules and projects in line. I start thinking about what to be for Halloween, what to make people for Christmas.

But this year I'm tying up other loose ends. My thesis doesn't seem to want to write itself, and my committee doesn't seem to be on the planet as of late. So I'm stuck in this strange place, wondering if I really am almost done, or if I've fooled myself into thinking I'm almost done. So, I've taken to forming an honorary committee:

One kenny h: faculty member, who is still in Italy

One jerry-o: my Uncle, who did his undergrad at Yale in English literature and his masters at Berkeley in ceramic sculpture

Partner in crime Jules: LA extraordinaire, superhero of cover letter editing, and fellow ruin explorer

Partner in crime Jenn: superhero of the pdx brownfields division and fellow ruin explorer

Is this thing over yet?