Just got back from an amazing weekend. Vacations are bittersweet for me. On one hand, I really need a break in the middle of a semester so that my brain doesn't explode. On the other hand, a vacation usually stops my momentum, and it takes me a while to get back into the swing of things.
But the mountains were beautiful. And I saw snow. And I slipped on ice and landed flat on my behind. And I saw (what could have been) fairies. And I bought a peck of apples that ended up rolling down a hill. All in all, it was a wonderful weekend.
Now, it's back to reality.
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