It’s a perfect spring afternoon, and I’m wishing we could petition the professor to hold class outside. The pages would rattle as the breeze blew and tiny bugs would emerge from hibernation and crawl onto the pages. Students half listening to the lecture, counting the minutes before the bell would ring.
But wait….those days are over, and I’m stuck in a stuffy office, starring at a computer screen, gazing outside at the blue sky and bare trees…counting the minutes before all three of my clocks happily strike 5 p.m.
Oh to be a kid again….the days of skipping classes are over.
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