yesterday morning craig stopped through town and we discussed doctoral programs at one of my most favorite neighborhood bakeries, blue sky. yes, this craig and this craig {and the craig that once held my hair back as i puked all over philadelphia during an iconic freshman year weekender} discussed doctoral programs.

and in the way that i imagine a parent sometimes struggles in watching a kid grow up, i was. not. ready for this. so i buried myself in my berry bran muffin and i nursed my hot coffee as if therein hid some warmth from our tanglewood summer of 2007. in that moment i could have hit the pause button on the remote control of life, but instead i just invited him over and we watched beyoncé's halftime show on youtube.

professor craig.

doctor craig.

craig, d.m.a.

ok that actually sounds really cool.

-yeh!