Earlier this week, I got an e-mail that talks about the July 4 activities in the city--July 4 seems so far away, and yet it's not--how did it get to be late June?
If April was lost to the world of binders and accreditation visits, June has been lost to my online class and my Mepkin trip. When I look back on June, let me remember those events as the reason that I got so little written during the month of June.
Let me not be too hard on myself. Let me also remember the month of June as the time when I finally stopped the progression of weight, slow pound by slow pound up the scale. This has been the first month since Thanksgiving when I end the month weighing a smidge less than I began the month. I hope to remember the month of June as the time I began the return to healthier habits, all the same healthy habits I'm always working at keeping in my life.
I have been feeling a bit of despair at the thought of sending out manuscripts. But maybe that's O.K.--it's summer, after all, and not as many places are reading now. Let me use this time to get back into the habit of writing more and revising more and typing some poems into the computer.
Let me also remember this month as a time of inspiration. I have hopes that in a year or two, we'll see increased retention at my campus. We'll talk about all sorts of reasons, but I'll look back to June, when I stood in the lobby with a basket of granola bars and fruit to welcome students back to campus.
Speaking of that basket, it's time to get ready for today: granola bars and fruit await another set of students coming back for summer quarter.
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