I am currently experiencing grading fog, so please excuse the sparce posts.
I've always found the time around finals ironic. While students are pulling all-nighters, the professors have it easy. My finals were relatively easy to write, and the last few weeks of school are not too stressful; reviewing and such.
The halls are quiet, and the students are gone. I'm alone in my office facing a pile of papers that is reminiscent of the pile of garbage about to tip over on to Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout, who would not take her garbage out.