Go upstairs and not sleep but wish for it, or stay up and work on my essay on which so much rides? Student work took me much longer than I thought it would. It always does. I perhaps need to not workshop the freewrites, but I want to give useful feedback.
Essay has me terrified. Even with the help from my friends. I’m going to stay up, and look like hell tomorrow, racoon-eyed and bruised, but at least Elijah is helping me out with meter in class.