I Reserve the Right to Decompress

 Yes, I fully intend to roll my eyes during the last half of the meeting

then go home, smoke weed, and watch the entire Stefon SNL saga

I give and I give and I give 

when I teach

I need to come home and recharge.

I don't have time for 

my babies

my baby.

even my IAM 

When I teach

I feel like a conduit

stretched thin as I cover the multiple lines etched over sand

 by the sharp pebbles that cut my feet and wash away the day's

 work and present new patterns across the shore in an intricate web of thoughts,

 feelings, wills, goals, beliefs, hopes, dreams, kids, jobs, stress, bills, wages,

 earnings, taxes, fears, detainment, deportment, separation, divorce,

 court appearances, jail time, deaths, births, hospital visits, 

 

life

Okay, I got caught up in the structure and devolved into mayhem. But, seriously. I NEED to find a job that involves less people. I need to own something.