sometimes i wonder how happy the administrators at my old school are. do they lead successful lives? or more importantly, do they feel successful? something tells me there is some kind of conflict there as the turnover rate increases.
i like laughing at the gulf between fantasy and reality. and i am always surprised by the hidden strength and resilence of other people. it makes me smile.
just two more days here. shiest. and look at me waste them here on the couch. well, i guess since it’s the flat i won’t see again it’s better to waste the time there. i can just feel the memories flowing back.