I hate that stage in the friend-making process when you can’t tell whether or not it would be weird to text the person to make plans….
It’s almost worse than talking to someone new in the first place.
Even though I woke up to freezing temperatures and snow on the ground,
and even though it’s spring break and I’ve been/will be in my office all day,
I ran into my fem theory professor and we chatted and that made my day and coming into school worthwhile.
And when I told her about the poetry class I’m taking she said that she really wants to read my work when it’s all done and eeeeeeeeee. I love her.