Breathe. Read. Breathe in. Read. Breathe out. We are marking. Marking essays, marking time, marking. It is a tough time of the semester. It never seems to end.
I needed a break. Too much time in the office. Too many short sentences. Too many long sentences. Too many non-sentences.
What better way to rekindle the marking spirit, to get one over the line than to head to the nearest headland and breathe in, and breathe out.
Waves.
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| Rolling in |
I really do like waves. Every one, like a fingerprint, is different.
The marking will be done soon. I keep telling myself. This project within a project has now reached the halfway mark too. We're almost there.
[Camera : Canon EOS60D, 75-300mm, 6.14pm]
