The job applications and solitude and computer screen were starting to addle my brains and poke at my tear ducts, so an outing became necessary. I laced up my favorite old pair of sneakers, hopped on my trusty bicycle (Have you seen Jean Louise Scout Finch lately? She is looking so fly.) and headed north. I mean west. I mean northwest. Also, why don't the streets point normal directions in California?
And #scoutcycle and I, we found such a delightful place.
If Stanford ever introduces a master's or doctoral program that interests me, I'm all over this. (Please note that I do not condone the whole "framing Hedwig" thing that is pictured below. I'm now certain there is dark magic afoot. Accio freedom, Hedwig. Accio freedom.)