Blipping the wall

What else do you do when you’re trying to write an essay.. I’d done most of the reading, it wasn’t long but it wasn’t easy to write.. that’s my excuse.. to bed at midnight.. I wholeheartedly empathise with my students about the struggle to write..
The smell of toast this morning from the cafes around the corner.. a visit soon..
And the realisation that next week is the last week with the current cohort, some have been with me since they started end July, some since mid Oct and a few since Feb. They will be missed, especially a few! Their company and presence during this strange time has meant a lot. When are you coming to London, they ask.