28 August 2011

It's late and I'm worried.

Worried about life, the future, and walking into my classroom tomorrow and calling myself the professor.


Worried that it's so late at night and I'm awake worrying.

Night.

1 comment:

CAROLINA said...

I am so happy you are back. I hope to run into you some day on campus again. I felt the same way about teaching last night. But it will work just fine and it will be a good year. And that is what I am hoping for. Thank you for writing.