In 30 minutes, I face all of my Hegel anxieties:
My paper isn't good/what he's looking for/right about anything. I don't really know this text because I didn't really read that much of it. I suck at reading real philosophy.

An hour after that, I get to face all my Kant anxieties. They are fewer:
I didn't care about this as much as I should have.

Then we're in get-the-heck-outa-dodge mode. Put a movie on. Clean. Pack. Clean. Listen to David Milch. Clean. Pack. Clean.

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4 people. 2 Bedroom apartment. 2 Weeks.

There are other arrangements I'd prefer:

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"Even a fool gets to be young once."