The end of the semester is nigh. I’m proctoring my last exam tomorrow. I’ve got a stack of finals from last week sitting in a neat pile on the dining room table. I’ve got a ton of meetings this week, and I’m really not sure where I am supposed to be and when. The bookstore is demanding book order forms. A last minute recommendation. A book review. The end of the semester is nigh, but not nigh enough.
