In which I survived

I don’t know how many of you have ever attempted to survive a Valentine’s Day in a middle school when you are an adult and not a middle school student. It is … harrowing. It wasn’t a bad day, but it was stupid in the uniquely Valentine’s Day in a Middle School sort of way, and I’m fucking exhausted.

(brother calls, 40 minute conversation)

… yeah, love y’all, g’night.

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Luther M. Siler

Teacher, writer of words, and local curmudgeon. Enthusiastically profane. Occasionally hostile.

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