Any of the people who frequent my proximity know that I have a deep respect for teachers. Real teachers. People who devote all of their soul and being to helping a budding mind blossom. People who love that devotion. People who look past the paycheck. One day, if I’ve learned enough, I think I might like to try my hand at teaching. After all, if it weren’t for those few devoted souls in my life, I wouldn’t quite be who I am today. I hope you’re enjoying your labor day, teachers. I mean… everyone else too… but especially the teachers.
She’s in the middle of a project where she has to take a photo every fifteen minutes. Seems I caught her at one of these quarter marks. There may or may not be another photo of me somewhere now. At some point. Carry on, artists.
We’re all out here trying to make it. Where precisely ‘it’ is for each one of us may differ either marginally or massively, but we’re for certain in the same body of water, travelling from one end to the next. babsandmickieco