Today I officially hit my mid-life crisis.
As I continue to enjoy the colors of the wind and my life pass before my very eyes, I continue to experience a world of beauty and ugliness around me.
The morning commute took about roughly an hour traveling directly from Garden Grove this morning, followed by a 30 minute wait for them to open up the parking garage. Not a very good start to my day.
Things got much better as I started teaching the students. With lots of positive energy, I was able to infuse in them a little bit of the American Revolution and a little bit of digital portfolio.
Students helped me make photo props during advisory, as well as hung up some banners for the photo booth.
The best surprise of all was a lovely cake and card from the staff at my school though. Thanks a bunch!
This was followed by a long but rather informative meeting.
I proceeded to celebrate that night at a friend’s place with pizza and none other than the Republican Presidential Debate. It was terrible, as usual.
I will sing with all the voices of the mountain and paint with all the colors of the wind as I continue my last 25 years of existence!
Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
