It's Not That I Don't Want To Talk To You

I know it's been a few days. It's not that I don't want to talk to you. It's just that it's been busy.

Track season. Six classes. Four preps. Getting the Academy's lit mag out. Dance competitions. Looking for a place to live. Writing like a loaded gun. Grading a stack of papers that keeps growing. Reading, but not enough--that stack keeps growing, too. And missing sleep.