TODAY

I am overwhelmed. A semester's worth of work--making miniscule changes to computer programs, running subjects eight hours a day in the frigid AB basement, crunching and recrunching numbers--will culminate next Monday.

But today, I did not add to my report, begin my powerpoint presentation, or prepare in any way.

Instead, I meditated, napped, and won a poetry slam.

Even if the rest of the week is killer, living in the present is sweet.

[When Monday, Dec. 1st becomes the present, you can hear about "The Role of Religious Orientation in Attitudes Toward Homosexuality" at 1:30 pm in the Donnelly Center!]