I went to school to be a teacher.  Fucking majored in English.

That was my passion at the time.  To some degree, still is, but…..

Do I want to teach?  No.  Do I want to write and share ideas and discuss whatever with people, students and otherwise??

YES.

So, then, decide to do that.

It’s that simple, some would say.  And maybe they’re right.

14:04, and the day just fade and plays away in its intentional haze.

I know what I’m doing.  I’m mindful.  New decisions, thoughts, evaluations and deconstruction of the Now.

Teaching SELF, newly.  

Student.

Again.