And so, abruptly, I’m deposited at the end of the school year. The past week has been taken up with end of the year boards, intense discussions with students and co-workers and last night, the final party where we present our graduating class with our own private certificates. I am wrung out emotionally. The talent… Continue Reading
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The view from the side of the road…
This morning I dreamt that I was waiting to be sworn in to my new job as a congressman and while trying to remember the oath, I was mildly embarrassed to realize that I wasn’t quite acquainted with a particular issue that I should have been speaking out on. The feeling in the dream and… Continue Reading
It’s the little things…
Doing laundry makes me turn out my pockets. Turning out my pockets reveals micro-clutter, the scraps that I don’t take the trouble to shift from pant to pant, the dribs and drabs that I unconsciously accrue. The stuff that truly drives me nuts. Here’s one culprit: drinking straw wrappers. I am forever finding these rolled… Continue Reading
Shine a light…
Around here, they give you a lot of fruit salad for three bucks. And you get to pick what’s in it. Had breakfast with a friend this morning, someone who I’ve been getting to gradually know over the past couple of years. Like yesterday, when my mom stopped by, there were certain points in the… Continue Reading
Threshold part one, outer…
Snow coming on. The year winding down for all us Julian calendar types. People are posting their year end wrap-ups. Most of the time I don’t read them and we know this lil journal is self absorbed enough that I probabaly shouldn’t write one; I’m always chewing over the meaning, for me, of what just… Continue Reading