You can’t make me go back to school

It’s that time of year again. How do I know? Not because the kids are swarming the elementary school at the bottom of my hill or the stores are full of backpacks and spiral-bound notebooks, but because I had a school anxiety dream. Everyone has their own version of these. Mine usually involve being in... Continue Reading →

Three little words

One of the perks of growing older is that there are fewer things—like going to school—that you can be forced to do. The power of these three little words to strike terror in your heart recedes with age: Still, I find myself with a certain nostalgia for the promise of a new school year. I... Continue Reading →

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