Another week came and went in which I found it impossible to set out on a Field Trip. When this happens I get a clenched, peevish feeling in my gut, which pairs discordantly with the feeling that, “Oh hell, it’s not like anyone is that bummed about one less email in their inbox, or even notices.”
These two conflicting emotions—I’m failing! But no one car…
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