Day 2,668 —First Day— with a PICTURE of a BENT UMBRELLA

Remembering my first day of school in 8th grade, I was so nervous I couldn’t sleep. I was home schooled up until then, but I had wanted to go to a traditional school for a long time, and my parents graciously agreed to let me.

I remember taking a nap when I got home, flipping through my English book, and reading one of the short stories. 

Today is my first day I start my new job. It will be the first fall in the past 8 years that I am not planning on teaching. I knew it would not feel real until today. 

    Everything was wet this morning, and I felt a little stiff while running out the door.