7 Quick Takes on the 4 a.m. Nausea of the Soul
I've spent a lot of time this last year hunkered down and afraid to speak. Yes, I realize it's probably just that I'm a pathetic person, not that there's any real reason to stay quiet, but for Lent, I figured I'd resurrect the blog and shout into the Internet void. (But not stare into it, because I don't want the Internet staring back at me.) Anyway, 7 Quick Takes Friday seems a good way to jump back in. Let's see if I remember how this blogging thing works. 1. 1. I'm pinned under a baby, which is why I am not doing chores, teaching school, or working and brain-intensive labor right this moment. I'm stuck. Which is how a lot of the last year has gone for everyone, isn't it? Just stuck. I have a sort of 4am Nausea of the Soul. Where everything is hard, the day ahead looks miserable, and I would like to go back to sleep but can't. 2. 2. This is sort of wrapped up in my screwy relationship with