mongomack
It's the one thing I want more than anything else at this tie of year. As the days fill quickly with whining students and helicopter parents, my inner dialogue is a continuous string of complaints about poor writing, muddled thought, and ill-advised decisions; I find myself counting the days until I submit final grades and retire to a quiet place and embrace the stillness.
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each square is a day—lit means Michael showed up.
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the words Michael reaches for
tiefillquicklywhiningstudentshelicopterparentsinnerdialoguecontinuousstringcomplaintspoorwritingmuddledill