it was all a dream...

summer is over.

back to school.

in about ten minutes i'll be dragging my drowsy ass out the door, down the steps, around the corner, and on the train straight up to the boogie down, and year two of this teaching gig. were today the fourth and i'd be seeing students in my room(s), i'd be much less ambivalent about the prospect of rolling into the hallowed halls of blackhole high. as it stands, i've got two action-packed days of sitting in the auditorium and, maybe, some "team building" retreat upstate tomorrow. i don't know, i don't know if we'll have enough time.

all told, i am excited about getting back into it, just a bit melancholy looking back at the summer.

pens and pencils packed. shoe laces double knotted. lunch money in pocket.
...i'm off.

--november