time for a good ole dose of refletione (accent mark not included) today i strolled in on the first day of exams in harem pants full of cat hair. my classroom is nearly packed away into the little rathole of a closet in the back, and i just can't wrap my mind around where the school year seemed to go. there were days that dragged, but overall- what? am i so checked out that i spend my work days mentally elsewhere? do i lack investment or am i just getting better at my job? a few weeks ago i entertained the idea of trying to align the universe so as to not have to come back for one last year at the high school. the whole god thing was really difficult to stomach this year, and i'd rather go out seinfeld style than with a yeats whimper. while i'm still open to the possibility to NEVER EVER RETURNING, i think i'm also getting to a place where i can gladly accept one more year. another year of basically brainless consistent paychecks & insurance ...