I’m taking two courses this summer, both three units — which I understand is the equivalent of 12 units during the regular semester. On top of a work environment that has recently accelerated, the 14 hours a week in class keep me driving pretty hard.
I measure the busyness in unread magazines. A copy of the Economist open on the coffee table, barely glanced at. Two issues of the New York Times magazine headed to the recycle bin, their glossy pages still stuck together. Two more issues of the New York Times magazine sitting unread on my coffee table like waiting friends. A third issue of the New Yorker spared the fate of its NY Times cousins, violating my “only two issues” backlog rule. All of these faithful companions, waiting so patiently for me to recover my leisure time.