Scary

Not sure who or what is at risk of suffocation in our tiny room safe? Honestly I think if we could fit a person into it then suffocation would be the least of their worries. (Feat. eclectic room art)

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Trying the local Niçoise delicacy, merde de can. A quite delightful herbed gnocchi in a meat sauce, the name translates literally as shit of dogs.

Let me be there

Some people close to me are hurting. Please know that you are loved for who you are, and nothing more is required of you but that you be you. The rest is white noise. I don’t know what I can do to help but I wish it was more. Several years ago a wonderful man from our department killed himself and everyone who knew him was stunned. This was the email I wrote with my first schedule after he died. On rereading, it’s much less profound than I remember, unfortunately. (I’ve also included all the routine schedule information for completeness but don’t feel bad if you don’t make it to the end or if there’s stuff that makes no sense): Continue reading “Let me be there”