A quarter of a century...

I'm not sure what item you give someone
in their twenty-fifth anniversary but I'm  sure I might find it tomorrow. Tomorrow is my twenty-fifth first day of teacher school. It seems strange. I don't feel different than I did on that first "first" day. I'm up late...have everything ready for tomorrow but am a bit nervous. Needless to say I'm confident it will be fine. 

This year I'm feeling far more settled than last. I have a sense of direction and feeling focused. I am excited about what the year will bring. 

I would love to blubber on about everything that will be awesome but the reality is...I need to go to bed. 

I must get my slumber on for now but tomorrow? It's on! 

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