So, when I was in school, my last semester was really tough. You start to feel like you're so close, but every day when you wake up, you still haven't graduated. You still have to go to class. Ugh.
That final semester, Tuesdays were really tough. I had to get up early for a long day of classes with work squished in the middle. Bleh. Needless to say, I wasn't a fan of weekday #2. I began a ritual of writing what I called "Bad Tuesday Haiku" and emailing them to my sisters weekly.
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