It’s officially summer. July didn’t feel like summer, because I was on the camp, summer school, sports camp, swim lessons rat race. I hustled kids from here to there following a typed schedule to remember who had to be where and when and whether they had to wear their special yellow camp shirt or shin guards. In down moments, I worked on a research paper. The last lesson ended Monday, and my work is on hold as surveys trickle in.

Now, it’s summer.

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