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Day 29. Culture.
The ocean is full of colorful fish. I admit I feel as if I am only a monkfish (look it up) amongst colorful wrasse (look them up) parrot...
Day 28. Fame.
All of the broken pieces have come together. Shattered repeatedly and taped together, again and again I metamorphize into the image...
Day 27. Art and Leisure.
In the beginning a garden grew, forbidden to us now. Each leaf a brush stroke of life and the promise of a greater love. This was the...
Day 26.
Today AP Study Hall invited their imaginary friends to class. How I belittle them. "Can my friend come to class?" "Hah", I said, in...
Day 25
The Reign of Chaos has abated. I welcome back AP Government into the warm place in my heart they vacated. Thomas Hobbes was correct when...
Day 24.
Today the sun rose only to cast shadows onto my soul. In the darkness of my day I remember nothing of the light, and in the darkness of...
Day 23
Today the children toiled in the mines of knowledge and were fruitful. Each nugget brought up from the darkness of memory and political...
Day 22
I'm replacing the desks in my classroom with plush dog beds for my my 5th period. They enter the room the remnants of night still...
Day 21
Today I turned the children against themselves. Like Lilliputian gladiators, armed only with the knowledge of United States foundational...
Day 20.
I'm still here at my desk. It is 4:52 and I am as sessile as a sea sponge. Some things are crafted over generations, like railroads or...
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