Life is chugging away... Are we on the through train passing with our lives, faces pressed against the glass? Or are we somewhere along the tracks, lost in the past.... Perhaps we are in the party car, blissfully ignorant of the speed and direction the train is veering... Which is better?
Cold April rains in the forecast, and typical unrest among the "tribes" of students... Spring and April bring such turmoil to a school.... Perhaps they have had enough? A girl/cat fight in my Composition class today... Haughty, proud words... Shattering the peace... Monday... only three more... ever. And I'm soooo glad.