i ride the bus with my umbrella and my handbag.
i walk the stairs between my workspaces.
i read about synchronous learning.
i play with educational software.
i walk down the block for coffee.
i read documents and make revisions.
i meet new people.
i walk the stairs and try not to get lost.
i ride the bus and read million dollar grants.
i love my job.
Funny how life does a turnabout when you’re not looking.
hey, i’m thrilled for you! and don’t knock getting lost: often enough, you end up in the best of spaces.
yeah, i love your job too. wanna trade? ummmm, no.
yeah, your job pretty much rocks the house. your umbrella does too, now that i think about it.