(So, I realized this saved as a draft rather than posting online but it was written last week. Oops.)
So, I had an interesting experience tonight. I wanted to post a little bit about Love Labour's Lost, but before I do that, I also want to mention why I missed class this week. I had a very strange experience that almost is surreal. I went to leave my apartment to head up to campus, and upon exiting, I reached the staircase that leads from my second floor apartment. And guess what I found? The bottom half of the staircase had been removed! I couldn't help but laugh a little in pure awe and confusion. Apparently the staircase had no longer been up to standards, and so the complex had sent people to remove/ replace the stairs. But they didn't bother to tell anyone, and, it just happened to be perfect timing for when I should be leaving. So, I was trapped by the five+ feet drop where the stairs had previously been, and the massive tools and sharp objects/ chunks of cement that were around the workers' feet. It almost felt like a joke, and I didn't even really know how to use that as an excuse for missing class. But there you go. Haha
