Tuesdays are the pits...

I've been pursuing a lot of my own writing recently, more for the purpose of massaging my ego than for anthing else; it helps my self-esteem to think that I am a Writah first, and a teachah second. Today while talking to one of my students, I told him I wanted to be a writer, and he was totally flabbergasted with the idea that I wasn't a teacher for life. It was so nice, today, to just talk to him. He's so bright and interesting, and full of questions.
If only I were full of answers!