This morning, I wrote the electric company a check for $10.91. That's shockingly low, even by my 520-square-foot apartment standards.
And then I realized: this semester, I'm rarely home. Really: up on campus 6 days a week, 2 of them for 12-13 hours. I should just save myself the rent and set up a cot in my office.
There have been semesters when I've thought about this--and nights when I've been tempted just to lie down on the rug and wait till morning. Strangely, this year has been a bit different. I think it's because my office feels so profoundly not mine.
Notorious, I don't think that sleeping in your office would be a very forward move for mental health in this life. But, if that's your style...
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