Tuesday, August 4, 2009
7:15 a.m.
Last night was really rough. I hardly slept at all, just coughed all night. I’m wrestling with the idea of staying at the hotel today and resting. I highly doubt I’ll be able to talk myself into it though.
Haley and I were talking last night about how we wished Dr. Thompson had come with us. I’ve been thinking of her with almost every step we take. She inspired this trip. If it weren’t for New England Writers, Harvin, Haley, and I wouldn’t be bffs, and we wouldn’t be in Massachusetts right now. She planted this love of American literature in me and I am so thankful for it.
This trip is an incredible gift and I’m so grateful for the perspective it is providing me—even in spite of my sickness. These memories will last a lifetime, these experiences will broaden my horizons, this history will make me grateful for those who came before me, and this exploration of new boundaries will be a teacher in the days to come.
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Since you wouldn't talk to me when we first met, it's a good thing we had this class together. =D
ReplyDeleteEven before then, I remember Dr. T and Sepko mentioning you and saying that I needed to meet you 'cause we'd get along. I'm sure glad we did!
And +1 to the lifelong memories of this week. This trip encompassed a lot of firsts for us all.