Eye Don't Know, Day 12, #WriteOut '25. Off to Campus for a Very Long Day (Thankful, Always, to Writing Challenges to Keep Me Alive)

We're hanging in there, keeping up with the WriteOut challenge, working through all that needs to be accomplished on the work front, and wish I had much more time on the Homefront. I'm sliding into this morning at the last second of accomplishing what I set out to do. Turbos are insane, and I think I figured out a fix by starting out the first hour with a podcast to give myself more time to get materials together for the rest of the class. 

The great news is I caught up on grading. The sad news is that two major projects are coming in and will need to be graded this weekend. I'm never quite sure if I assign too much, not enough, or the right amount. Perhaps I'll ask them this year. I know the teacher reviews don't matter any more, but I still care.

After class, I have to figure out how to get home to walk Karal, so I can return for the afternoon commitments I have (one after another, after another, after another).

I do think I'm going to lay low on Friday. I need space to rethink, adjust, and realign. I'll work all day, but I think I want to do this in the presence of myself...with Karal.

Quiet. I crave quiet.

Eye Don’t Know

Day 12, Write Out ’25

b.r.crandall

Eye meant to sea

the sound, but saw

a stain, with no

one to blame,

but my own what’er

comes of me

blues…such hues.

Eye was looking for

green or red, trying

to orange a crayola

or two to match

the October sky.

stick stuck in my 

I 

ended up splotched

in a coffee ring. 

(eye needed another cup).

Yup