Cleansed
I woke up with an urge to rearrange everything in my bedroom. I unloaded bookcases, dressers, and dug through things looking for other things that can be junked.
Then there was the intense workout with cardio and weights and then less weight as I left, rearranging my body.
The guilt is gone as well, since my juniors came forward admitting they saw previously mentioned student looking at porn. He is guilty, so I need not feel guilty about lacking evidence. They rearranged their thinking by deciding snitching isn't the devil.
A prospective man is on the horizon. He seems so much more like me, or harmonizes with me, better than anyone else I've met. We are equally goofy, you know in that awkward way, where I usually say something so perverse and wrong that everyone squirms. I rearranged the doubt that I needed to be anyone different to see someone. That was stupid.
Then there was the permission-slip enabled kidnapping of one of my favorite students this afternoon. He was accused of bringing a knife to school, so he was suspended for the rest of the school year. Someone needs to tell him that chivalry is dead and forget about taking the fall for the girl. We've committed to working together for the rest of the quarter to make sure our school system doesn't fail him. He also needs encouragement to keep going, and he just won't get that sitting at home alone everyday. He might have rearranged his thinking, because I encouraged him to volunteer at a retirement home - he's going tomorrow to look into it.
Friday was beautiful, as I took my agnostic self to my friend's house for shabbatt. I'm humbled that she invites me into this part of her world. It's wonderful being around balanced people.
Then there was the intense workout with cardio and weights and then less weight as I left, rearranging my body.
The guilt is gone as well, since my juniors came forward admitting they saw previously mentioned student looking at porn. He is guilty, so I need not feel guilty about lacking evidence. They rearranged their thinking by deciding snitching isn't the devil.
A prospective man is on the horizon. He seems so much more like me, or harmonizes with me, better than anyone else I've met. We are equally goofy, you know in that awkward way, where I usually say something so perverse and wrong that everyone squirms. I rearranged the doubt that I needed to be anyone different to see someone. That was stupid.
Then there was the permission-slip enabled kidnapping of one of my favorite students this afternoon. He was accused of bringing a knife to school, so he was suspended for the rest of the school year. Someone needs to tell him that chivalry is dead and forget about taking the fall for the girl. We've committed to working together for the rest of the quarter to make sure our school system doesn't fail him. He also needs encouragement to keep going, and he just won't get that sitting at home alone everyday. He might have rearranged his thinking, because I encouraged him to volunteer at a retirement home - he's going tomorrow to look into it.
Friday was beautiful, as I took my agnostic self to my friend's house for shabbatt. I'm humbled that she invites me into this part of her world. It's wonderful being around balanced people.
