how does any writer keep up with the volumes of things which happen every day? in the last month, i've experienced enough to make an entire TV movie with a music montage or ten.
just today, i woke up feeling almost euphoric from a dream in which i met my true love. his name was Jim. he's literally the man of my dreams, and he seemed more real and more tangible than most dream guys. i can still vividly remember what it felt like to throw my arms around him.
it was a gorgeous morning, too.
the day was great--great classes, i packed a great lunch (too bad it smelled like dog food), and great students!! (i actually got told "you're cute" by one of the girls. this is like the universe gone wrong, when a japanese high school girl (the epitome of cute, c'mon!) tells me i'm cute.) so i was tired but satisfied when i headed to the grocery store on foot. (haha--i just wrote "on food")
oddly enough, i then met the first random foreigner in my town that i've seen in, oh, seven months or so. forgot to ask if his name was Jim.
here are three of the best spelling guesses for the word "motorcycle" from my students' worksheets. it makes me laugh every time i read them.
more coming soon.