I went to my friend’s classroom today.
The kids made me read a book to them. It was nice. They sat and listened and asked questions and were curious. It was cool. I was definitely the highlight of my day. That is partly because the rest of the day all work.
I feel really tired. It’s not even so much physically tired. I’m mentally tired. Too much thinking going on up here. Even my dreams involve me thinking. I don’t like it.
A man who uses a great many words to express his meaning is like a bad marksman who, instead of aiming a single stone at an object, takes up a handful and throws at it in hopes he may hit. -Samuel Johnson, lexicographer (1709-1784)