Breakfast with my students and former student Allison – not sure why she was sad, she was the only one who didn’t drink.
The five hour drive home, the truck rolled over 278,000
After drinking more in 3 days than the past six months, I needed a ride to move more blood. Plus I was in a melancholy mood.
It’s not quite a Churchill Black Dog, but I think I had more fun this year at the NSC than in many years, I hung out with my current and past RCC students, saw a ton of former RIT students (including one from my first EVJ class), sat in on a few more sessions than normal and my job (portfolio reviews) went flawless and I was never stressed. I think my melancholy is more thinking about missed moments, with my career and relationships with people, or maybe I really can’t handle alcohol at all! (Diary mood off now!)