Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Eighty-Four
4:34 a.m.
They’ve changed the decaf coffee. Not bad, but not as good as Naysayer.
Maximize what can be done with what you have.
Trying to avoid the news.
I almost wonder if showing this to them will backfire.
All I can think about is taking a nap. Pajama pants and cozy socks on. Slide under the covers.
I remember that I didn’t lock up the classroom, so I put my jeans back on and make my way back to the school. It’s suddenly windy, and leaves are swirling around.
As long as I get those decaf pods before tomorrow morning.
There is a fine line between denial and acceptance.
I could use another day. Why do I need another day?