It’s the last week of classes at Keene State, so today I handed back a fat stack of research drafts: the last I’ll see of them until next week’s deluge of final portfolios. It’s been an exhausting week, with that fat stack of drafts arriving right as one online term ended and another began: three fresh online classes that had the audacity to begin right when I’ve been busy with endings. After nearly a week of almost-all-nighters, I feel wrung-out, looking ahead to the weekend and a chance to soak up sleep like a sponge. The end of the semester can’t come soon enough.