Band-aid, key word, and soul training one.

1. I drop a cup while washing dishes and a shard cuts into the flesh between my thumb and index finger. The one-inch gash is shallow and thankfully stops bleeding after a few minutes. A transparent band-aid seems to do the trick.

2. I type in cavl and awl, and a dozen related literature pop up in our library’s online database. Information overload is such a happy problem.

3. I no longer have the ability to pull an all-nighter, so I back up my computer files and resolve to read everything tomorrow before I meet my adviser.

4. A deserted coffee shop on a Sunday afternoon is perfect for reviewing literature.