Tomorrow night I go to that place.
Remember the stair wells smell distinct there.
Yes, tomorrow I embark on an educational journey.
I got an email from my professor.
It had a lot of articles to read.
They were about llamas, construction sites, and trees.
I am not kidding.
Somewhere there was a syllabus.
I could not find it. Anywhere.
I am old. I am not still in college.
There are things called blackboards. Not that you write on, but use on the computer.
I am out of date. I don't know how this is going to pan out.
So far, it is stinky. Kind of like the stair wells.
Perhaps, I will find this class enlightening. It is already stretching me and so if I don't have a nervous breakdown getting last minute material from my prof, maybe it will be rewarding.
I have to say there is a part of me that is pleased that I am attempting this.
Here's to stretching-our brains.