I have taught for two weeks.
I'm spending my nights buried in notes and lesson plans. 

This blog post draft has been open on my computer for several days. I can't find the words in which to wrap my experiences.

Moments of exhilaration and moments of exhaustion alternate flooding my system. Teaching, for me, has been a swingset, catapulting me from one apogee to the next and then whooshing back to the first. I love it - most of the time.

I met a man from Michigan. He misses the trees too.