It’s 5:00 p.m. and I am sitting at my desk in my classroom looking at the gray day outside and wishing I could go home because I’ve been here since 7:45 this morning, but I can’t because it’s day one of parent-teacher conferences and they go until 8 p.m. tonight. I teach orchestra at this elementary school and the parents come in to see their kids’ classroom teachers and not to see me. I’m not sure they even know I’m here but I leave my door open and my lights on anyway in case they want to stop in, but they don’t, so it makes for a very long and quiet evening.
In the last two hours since the kids left the building, I have deleted over 600 contacts on Twitter who either don’t follow me or who have well over a hundred thousand followers and therefore clearly don’t care about me, or who consistently fill up my Twitter-feed with self-congratulatory proclamations and therefore deserve deletion. I’m hoping to enjoy Twitter again after cleaning house.
I also went back and read a lot of my blog posts and was actually kind of pleasantly surprised at the quality of a few of them. I noticed, while reading them, that in the last year or so, the quantity has decreased in direct proportion to the happiness in my current relationship, which is not to say that I don’t have anything to say, but rather that I have much less to complain about and it seems that complaining comprises the vast majority of my source material (reference paragraph one of this post).
So that’s about it. I just wanted to say that I was still here and still thinking and pondering about things (and writing run-on sentences) but that I don’t have anything very insightful on my mind lately other than the horrifying state of public education in America and writing about that just puts me into a state of agitation and I’m feeling rather peaceful at the moment so I’m not going to tackle that topic just now.
I hope you’re feeling peaceful too.
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