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I do not know why I teach high school art. I hate it; more specifically, I detest most of my students and their meaningless chatter.
I miss speaking with Yuuko about nothings (and about things which I suspect were at one time important). I wish that Fran were around more. She understands me better than most of the citizens of this humid and gratingly-beautiful town. The climate does not agree with me, nor does the sunshine.
Hopefully things will get better.
I worry that my marriage is not what it should be. I still think she deserves better than me. I need to work on something which makes me feel fulfilled.
I miss speaking with Yuuko about nothings (and about things which I suspect were at one time important). I wish that Fran were around more. She understands me better than most of the citizens of this humid and gratingly-beautiful town. The climate does not agree with me, nor does the sunshine.
Hopefully things will get better.
I worry that my marriage is not what it should be. I still think she deserves better than me. I need to work on something which makes me feel fulfilled.