"Whatever doesn't kill you--" Nietzche said, just as he was struck by a horse-drawn carriage.
I have fully descended into full National Board madness. It isn't so much the writing for Entry 4--that's coming along sluglike--but everything else on top of it. Debaters are rolling back into practice. A new resolution to think about. Three preps. A school board campaign. Stacks of essays. E-mail newsletters for parents. A band gig coming up in a couple weeks. A staff development to plan for. And a home life, somewhere.
No therapy, yet: just blogging. And ties.