tuesday morning school finishes on Thursday still sorting out next year's timetable hoping not to teach year 10
looking forward to the holidays looking forward to Amy's return looking forward to Christmas - sort of not looking forward to all the work in moving houses
I am nothing I am invisible life goes on around me within me and without me night follows day season follows season year follows year change spreads its ripples the earth slowly revolves people grow steadily to maturity I sit alone and I wonder what is it all about and I wait