Forgive me. I feel slightly submerged.
I have a huge load of work to do (forty five exams to grade, paper assignment to write) and, because it continues to be lovely outside, I want a week-end off, which means that my evenings now are packed solid.
I’m swamped. Or swimped, if you prefer. Or – underwater.
And to think that just a few minutes before, biking to work in the early, early morning, the world seemed so ... right side up.