Mixed feelings.


I am almost 30


The only thing

I want tonight is cereal. Not gonna happen.

Long days as of late. No complaints, I fucking LOVE what I am doing but fuck….tonight I am tired. Someone remind me what a social life is….?

Thinking a lot these days about the connection between violence and learning….where/how/and when trauma becomes visible in the classroom. Learning more about vicarious trauma.

My students teach me so much. They are so fucking brilliant. I have so much respect and admiration for so many of them. I feel humbled so often. Grateful so regularly.

I made a big batch of soup tonight w anything and everything I could find in my fridge. Cooking makes me feel grounded….I need to do it more.

Quiet time.

Is my favorite.

“Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.”
Octavia Butler (via nezua)

(Source: fountainandthefury)


Second last week of classes. How did this happen? No more summer already?

(Source: daemonumx)

Come on world

Give me some more…I’m ready okay?!


Saturn Returns. Just fucking end already. Coooommmee ooonnn!