Starved
Sometimes a fellow teacher and I sit down and we admit to one another how starved we are for human contact. And I must confess, I think I'm starving to death. Days have now been ticking by where I kind of feel lost in my own head. I need to just let some of it out, and I am sorely lacking a vent.
There is just so much going on with work, my classes, the prepping, emotions. And no release.... an empty house.
I am tired of myself. Does that make sense? I want to get my own worries out of my head, and then focus in on someone else.
There is just so much going on with work, my classes, the prepping, emotions. And no release.... an empty house.
I am tired of myself. Does that make sense? I want to get my own worries out of my head, and then focus in on someone else.