whirlwind

This is one of those days when I am stuck at work until after the sun has set because I was up too early at a doctor's office and because, lo, the scholarly research, it is in season. It is a free for all, I think, in the English department today. I am tightening the muscles in my lower stomach and swallowing one more pain pill (I am still waiting for my jaws to forgive me) as I dive in and out of journals and books and trip over the stack of papers I left on the floor near my desk so I wouldn't miss them. I didn't. Ah. This happens every year.