Coming and going.

My next batch of students is here already, and I have met them, and they seem lovely and eager.  Tomorrow--in just under 12 hours, in fact--we begin three weeks of high emotion and excitement and enthusiasm, whcih will come mixed with fear and anxiety and worry and stress.  For me as well as them.  But the photocopies are clipped and stacked on the kitchen table, and a banana bread is in the oven, and I will take a deep breath and go to bed early and get up in the morning ready to change all our lives for a stretch of days that will last so long but pass so quickly.