The fall
semester begins. A time of hope and disappointment, a time of triumph and
sorrow. No matter which direction the semester goes for the students or for me,
one thing is certain: it is a time of work. And not just a little work, it’s a
grind. Slog through and churn out the work. Most of it is unpleasant, too.
Hopefully I’ve found a way to make it a little easier.
Hopefully.