Seemingly, this is the week in which I find metaphors all over campus for my state: drowning under emails and meetings and and and. Though these sodden pieces of paper also appeal ever so strongly to my interested in the discarded, the jettisoned, the useless - stuff that's way this side of trash in the sense of mounds of waste, but that's just been abandoned to its insignificance. And no - I'm not shooting after some elaborate metaphor there - just part of my ongoing interest in the ordinary and the trivial.
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