It’s moving day, and of course the good laptop was on the blink yesterday, so we couldn’t print out the
532 bits of paper you need to travel anywhere in the Covid Era-
so someone else had to pick up the slack and print it all out at work
and the laptop’s at the shop
and I feel somehow responsible
although I didn’t do anything to speed up its meltdown
I was just there to witness its fall.
Anyway, It’s moving day and I’m having the usual crippling self-doubt and wondering whether this all may have been a mistake and wondering im voraus whether the decisions I’ve made will turn out to be the right ones even though there’s absolutely
of knowing that until I start the course in September.