Things are happening all around me.
I said goodbye to awesome friends.
I start a new classroom.
My childhood school might be closing.
As I walked Roxy today, I tugged on her collar.
I hate that I had to go, and tug, when I know quite well she was enjoying the smells and the sites.
Deep down I felt and feel like the world can do the same.
I think about my projects and this book.
I want to paint my books and for the world to care.
I know if they do, they’ll smile and happy thoughts will linger awhile.
Are thoughts really things?
I guess it’s important to ask an important question.
The sour times make way for the wonderful times that lay ahead…
Let’s go back to the drawing board and work on this color scheme…