The perfect drive

Posted on | August 26, 2005 | 5 Comments

He sped in front of me, touching off a slight irritation. Then I noticed that he dove through the traffic like a shark through dark waters. I rode the wake behind him, easing left and then right. Following his motions, I did not not have to fight with sleepy commuters. Rather, I just followed and was satisfied. It was the perfect drive. I left the house 10 minutes late, but arrived at work with 5 to spare. So, out there somewhere is a sleek silver Nissan that guided me past a late moment….and to them I send out blessings.

I am a shade of tired that pains. School last night was a dream. The Writer’s Portfolio is filled with expecant young folk (see: Day Students) and I felt like a flopping fish out of water when I finally settled into my worn, wooden chair. Lezlie Laws saw me sitting outside, remarked on my hair ( I Looooove it! – spoken with enthusiasm, and animation) and then told me that the Portfolio class was not a requirement for the Holt Student minor. I almost choked on my coffee. But, Twila Papay informed us Holt students (there are a whopping total of 3 in the class!) that the class would count for the portfolio itself, so there was no need to turn in further work at the end of our senior year. I say, “Score!” I wasn’t terribly pleased with the prospect of having to deal with kids again, but perhaps it will work out in the end.
Baroque art was once again Leslie Boles being who she is. I was mad tired by the time I got to her class, but I laughed a lot. There are tons of people in that class that I know, so that’s fun.

I’m kind of bummed that my weekend is a washout. I wanted to see a few people and I desperately need to clean the house. I doubt I will manage much more than a quick vacuum of the house and a lot of naps….so tired!

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