Whilst looking for an empty sketchbook to tote off to Iceland, I happened upon this essay I wrote in college for a course soporifically called “Creative Nonfiction Writing”. The hilarious part of this essay is that about 45% of it *is* actually fiction; I made up parts of it to complete the assignment [at the last minute of course]. Ha!
And yes, I’m still avoiding the onerous task of packing for this trip. 
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That’s right folks, it’s time for yet another sojourn to the frosty wilds of my ancestors [Iceland, to be more specific]. Today I should be packing — tomorrow, I should be leaving. I bet I decide to multitask tomorrow. *screams silently into the aether*
More wailing, gnashing of teeth, and updates to follow my procrastination progress later.
[Oh, and that's a photo I took last year in Thingvellir].
