One

One hour of sleep is what I had last night, mulling about students taking liberties, all the things that need to get done.

Desperate attempts at organization of my work are being made.
Pretty soon, we'll be switching to flex work positions - no more own office with pictures of my family, piles of mess and stacks of books, where, as if by magic, I know where everything is.
I'm setting up a home office, a new filing system to organize myself and my work once and for all.
Deep sigh.

Tonight we're having breakfast for dinner - baked eggs, baked beans and toast.
No need to complicate life.
And I'm going to bed very, very early.
Bliss.



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