Life is so weird. I have about a month left here in London. I’ve taught all the classes and directed all the shows and submitted all the marks (that’s what they call grades here, it’s weird). And now…what? I don’t know. Some of these kids drove me crazy. But I love them anyway.

I’ll be back in Colorado soon. I haven’t been gone that long but I already feel like everyone has already forgotten about me. And the people I know here in London are in the process of forgetting about me. I guess that’s how it goes. This must be what it feels like to be a ghost. It feels okay. It does. (Don’t You).

And the ghost
reached out her hand
and whispered:
…