Part of my routine every time I get the chance to take time off from work is to do installment versions of the Chinese tradition of spring-cleaning. By unclogging my house of clutters --- test papers, research work that did not see the light of a decent revalida, instructional plans, sketches, doodles, etc. --- I am, in effect, unclogging my mind of mental splinters or nagging thoughts of unfinished business. By doing the act of spring-cleaning, I am consoled with the thought that at least this part of my life is a little less disorganized.
I chose to write down my thoughts because I find remembering very difficult these past few months. I'm not sure if I'm down with something, but one thing's for certain: I had to do something about it before it's too late. So here it is.
