If I'm tired of talking about one thing it's my work. As soon as I see a friend, the first thing that is asked is, So, how's your school? I tell and retell stories about teachers interrupting my classes, the headsir walking out of the office while I'm talking to him, and just the generally unwelcoming tone that the school held towards me for the past six months. I stuck around, taught my classes, played some basketball, all until something finally gave—me.
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Moving along, moving ahead