Friday had a weird component to it that only now, upon reflection, I understand as Today’s Perfect Moment. Upon further reflection, I wonder if those are the Most Perfect Moments. I work in a noisy environment. I don’t mean mechanically … Continue reading
And so the long weekend is over. I suppose I should question whether I used my time well. I suppose I should ask myself if I could have spent the day any better. I suppose I could have. I could … Continue reading
I was doing all those things I normally do on a Sunday night. I reached for the alarm clock to check the alarm time. Over the weekend, I set it later than during the week. During the week, I have … Continue reading
Today’s Perfect Moment is an easy one. After a long day of work and a numbing bus ride home, nothing says relaxation like some dark chocolate. You can disagree with me if you want, but you’ll never convince me otherwise. … Continue reading
Where did you go weekend? I so clearly remember finishing work on Friday. I so clearly remember all the plans I had for the weekend. There were things to clean. There were things to organize. I was finally going to … Continue reading
There’s a certain adrenaline rush when you’re in front of a new class. New teachers will be better acquainted with it than old ones. They will probably mislabel it fear, but that isn’t a reason to distrust their descriptions. … Continue reading
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