Geez
I don't know how the hell I can get up before 5:30 twice a week. I don't even remember what sleeping in is like anymore. Gone are the days when I could roll out of bed, awakened by the noon sun tapping at my eyelids. By noon today, I will have gone to work, ordered around 5 to 11 year olds, played a little Connect 4, maybe a little Speed (the card game rather than the drug), gone to observation at HBHS, gotten hassled by 17 year olds (after realizing, yet again, that I look younger than 75 percent of them), and observed a Freshman class, thanking the sweet Lord every moment that I never have to go through 9th grade again. There is something beautiful about the early morning though...I just can't think what it is right now...