Just came back to Boston from South Carolina to teach my new writing class. It's freezing today, in the single digits, with marrow-slicing wind chill. As I was getting ready to come back to Beantown, my kitty Sascha was getting upset. He tries to sabotage my packing whenever I get ready to leave. It breaks my freakin' heart. Here he is trying to keep me from putting things in my suitcase.
