I was searching through my papers (just papers, you know, business papers). Really I was looking for my poetry stuff I used student teaching because I have a poetry project in a class and wanted to us some of the poems. I found all that plus my teaching certificate. The two year old cert that has never been used. That one that expires in 2 years if I don’t teach with it.
I realize my goals have changed. I changed them because I knew I didn’t want to teach then. But I’ve never made it final. It’s always back there that I can get a teaching job if I want. But here is this document representing all that work and time and tears. I put it away thinking I was being organized and keeping it safe. It was so safe I forgot about it.
I’m halfway through the Watchmen which maybe influencing this reflective, what do it mean, our work and our jobs? It’s dark stuff but I like it. I don’t know how I swing from this and Stephan King to romance novels and picture books. There’s no middle ground with me. I’m also watching Shameless, a BBC show about this messed up Scottish family. It’s very graphic and with people that are not nice, honest and rarely decent. But you love them anyway. And James McAvoy gets naked.
