This week, this break, from academia, has granted me opportunities that would have otherwise been thwarted

Trek through the swamp – acquaint myself with a fellow turtle in disguise – covered head to shell in moss. For warmth, for health, for the hell of it?
Long, wispy branches reach towards me, welcoming me to this chilly haven. & in Queens…

& HUMANS. Cousins, of all ages and aptitudes, hiding cleverly in Jersey. Some time with unfiltered, untethered childishly mature mindsets. Shared blood; cohesive maniacal laughter…

Yes, if this is what being out of school means, I cherish the idea of one more semester. So long as the job search reciprocates at least a fraction of the energy I’m putting into it. Who knew covering a resume would mean a personalized plead for recognition?