Another day of dreaming. A student had emailed last night
about her final project. I wish the other students took on
the responcibility of catching up and doing their best.
Yet, inside me, I know myself, how it was to be a teen,
how it was to be not responsive to tasks. Maybe they'll come
together and get the work done.
In two weeks I go to Germany. I am a little nervous.
The voice, my voice to sensitive to bad vibes and doesn't
take well to smokers. I in fact, am not a fan of my clothes
smelling like such. But the world is changing they say.
Maybe it will be ok....have faith that it will....
