I'm pretty sure I'd like to wake up in a different week.
Today was my last day teaching at Westwood. I went to take a break and then that was it. It's weird, and sad, and then as I was driving to work afterwards, it was gone.
Work exceedingly busy which is why I have nothing to say and I haven't posted as often.
I would like to say that I love my writing class. Last night Scarlett painted the picture for how all these "monologues" (that's biz speak for umm writing in your diary and then reading it out loud to anyone who will listen) will come together, kinda, and it's pretty exciting. I've been identifying as a writer for long enough now that I should probably publish something other than a blog.