When Your Soul Isn't On Fire

I haven't danced 5 times in one day.
I haven't socially interacted with my students.
I haven't had my brain fed with your voices.
It.
Is.
Soul.
Crushing.
Is this what your school days are like?
Sit.
And.
Get?

I am grateful for...
- laughs at lunch,
- chips in freezer bags,
- morning chats with M.E.
- sweet smelling hand lotion,
- and the chance to reread some Cheryl Strayed.

Thanks for the presentations at lunch...very nice indeed.

See periods 2 and 4 tomorrow.

Love and Light,
Beltran