Tuesday, February 8, 2011

A Rush of Blood To The Head

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And so it began.

Snow blew into town and with it seasonal depression, four tests and a pending research paper.

“It’s too much for little Autumn,” I proclaimed, and then I clicked on Blogger and made my narratives lonely.

Finally though, I knocked two tests out of the way and my eye stopped twitching.

The stillness of my eye told me that the hardest had passed. I wrote down everything I knew about tissue, fetal pig organs and the human anatomy and goodness gracious it was time to write for fun.

I rewarded myself with a Nutter Butter shake from here and then came back to my room, donned my purple sweat pants and began writing.

It’s good to be back, my sweets.

Almost as good as that Nutter Butter shake, but let’s not get crazy.

4 comments:

  1. this is so well written. a nutter butter shake sounds divine.

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  2. now it's time to write kaylee a letter :)

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  3. Enjoy relaxing! get some rest. :)

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  4. Claire, thank you so much! That made my day. And yes, the shake was divine.

    Kaylee, let me get right on that. :)

    Missy, I will!

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