thunk

Here's what feels good:

The thunk of a 30-page manuscript, times 3 hard copies, inside a big manila envelope, dropping into the outgoing mail box in the department office.

Now I sit on my hands and wait.

Not really. Now I get my teaching portfolio together and work on a grant proposal for next summer.

But today I do no more work. Carrying all the weight of that paper was enough for one day.

Think. Thank. Thunk.