I tend to be quite weary of places that I hear rave reviews about. If anyone tries to tell me I MUST do something, I am automatically inclined to think less of it. Perhaps this is a coping strategy, a way in order to maintain reasonable expectations, because words become embellished and memories are always […]
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where the sidewalk ends
It wasn’t until the leaves of autumn glowed brightly that I began to understand why a holiday was needed in October. It had seemed so frivolous to just get a holiday at the end of the month, after years of teaching I should have known better. My patience was wearing and my spirit was antsy […]