natural klepto

i steal stuff. alright, not really. but if i go to whole foods or some other choose-where-to-sit kind of eating establishment, i choose my seat based on what was left on the table. for example, did someone leave a magazine? a newspaper? ok, then that's where i go.
today it was the sports section of the houston chronicle. england beat ecuador, 1-0. yesterday, it was the comics. cathy had to buy a pumice stone and garfield is still fat.

may 24, 2006: my indirect way of saying

as of tomorrow, it will have been two years. teach for america is done. and i don't know what to say. it's momentous. it's also just another day at school, which will pass in that invisible, nothing-out-of-the-ordinary way in which days at school always pass. still, it seems like something should happen. a thunderstorm should rage in my classroom. an aurora borealis should occur. but it won't. i'd say that odds are tomorrow, my last day at Lee High School, will be pretty normal. in fact, i may even leave early.

oh well.

when there is no formal closing ceremony, one generally imposes some personal ritual. however, my mind is a blank. how to mark the passing? i could have at least written a few thank you notes.

again, oh well.

but not "oh well." tomorrow is not a shrug my shoulders and then leave sort of day. i mean, let's be honest -- i've left school at a run almost every single day for two years. but, i also always knew i would be back. and tomorrow is obviously different. there is no going back. so tomorrow, while i'm fairly certain that i'll still leave at a run, it will not be without looking back.