Landing on the return flight from Budapest, I popped one ear and opened my eyes, drunk. I couldn't see straight, but wasn't dizzy. My equilibrium was off, I guess, but I had never experienced this before. I thought, if I feel like this when it's my turn to get up, I won't be able to walk out of the plane. It passed.

I'm on for teaching 8am T/R in the fall, pending enrollment and other uncontrollable variables. I've been promoted to editor-in-chief of Noemi Press: exciting. Experimenting with time away from the internet, sometimes by choice and sometimes not, and feeling like it is a very important thing to sit alone and not stare at any screen.

Stormy today. My favorite kind of weather. A couple snippets forthcoming in Lingerpost online.