I hate it here

It makes perverse, annoying sense that just as soon as my job stabilizes and I get myself into a good place that Indiana officially makes itself so unbearable that I can’t stand the idea of living here any longer.

Still in a mood, obviously; hopefully I’ll get through it before the end of Spring Break.

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Luther M. Siler

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