I suppose it's just burn-out, but I really don't want to go to school anymore. This year I've got a SUPER class, sweet kids, well behaved and smart, and two interns as well. But I think the constant moving of classrooms, campus politics and just generally depressing nature of the neighborhood where I work is really taking a toll. I don't know how much longer I can teach. Pretty much, I just want to travel with Logan and ride my bike.
So I'm tricking out the cruiser. Took the stupid Phat stickers off and put on cute pink/purple/white streamers and a white bell with a pink/purple flower on it. Next will be making a white cover for the seat. Some spiffy white wall tires might be in order as well! Also got a brown wicker basket for the Trek. Unfortunately, Trek doesn't use stickers, all the logo stuff seems to be painted on. A work in progress.
Still no word from the m.i.a. acquaintance. I suppose he just doesn't want to communicate with me. It's not like we were friends really, but I was hoping for a friendship. I felt some kind of connection to him, even though I'm not entirely sure what it was. I also sensed a very deep loneliness in him, a sadness that his smile didn't ever truly extinguish. Maybe my own sadness about this situation is more about an opportunity missed.
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