Last week of term

With the purging of a 5000 word essay, the final performance of the play and now finally the end in sight - things are clarifying themselves once again. Judging i-movie short films, drinking coffee with old friends and planning christmas parties for next week are filling my days.

The ice makes us slip slide our way into town each day and the feel of Christmas has drapped itself in spruced up fairy lights and tinsel over our three little streets - it is glittering - and all at once there is such an energy and desire for escape. Stressed out directors worry over who will show up to auditions, beach parties are continually organized and cancelled. And all of us are beginning to push against each other in desperate efforts to leave, to escape - to break free. The whirlwind of activiities is culminating and slowing down - and although the dissertations ugly head remains heavy on our shoulders - we want Christmas so badly that we don't even care to think about it.

Finally, a dear dear old friend is back in the country - after 3 months in the Chad and I crave to hear and catch up with her - even as I await two more friends from America who arrive tomorrow.