No, not a return to nudity, but the end of my vacation. In fact, it ended this past Monday when classes started again. I think this is going to be a lot better. Last semester was pure anxiety. The classes themselves were an exercise in patience, but were only half the issue. I realized that the very layout of my classes never gave me reprieve. I could not simply relax. Drove me nuts.
Both problems solved. Better courses, better layout, and strangely enough, I find the tax season oddly soothing.
