I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Friday, September 16, 2022
Urban poetry
I love the tropical colors on these buildings on my street in San José.
I'm teaching the first classes in my practicum tomorrow and I'm still cobbling together lesson plans and activities. Last night I dreamed that I tested positive for Covid and couldn't teach. I already knew that I was stressed out; having my brain suggest that coming down with Covid might be a lucky break just confirmed it.
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