James Preller's Blog

Hey, hey.

Just got back from a trip. Sorry it’s been quiet. But, of course, I assume you’ve weathered the bloggy silence in fine fettle.

If the root of vacation is to vacate,* I maintain that it requires two full weeks to get the job done. And I did. I vacated that skull of mine, and its crawling ticker of obligations and responsibilities, like nobody’s business.

Note: I will not refer to the Latin origin, vacare — a freedom from, to be empty — because that feels a little pretentious and that’s so not me. Think: vacant, vacuum, evacuate. 

Now back, after driving close to 3,000 miles, I’ve been digging out from under all day. 

Headed into a busy month of school visits. 

No rest for the wicked.

Speaking of wicked, I trust you’ve all been well?

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