Mar. 1st, 2022

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Everything is happening so much, all the time.

I booked a flight out for Wednesday, hoping to spend today finishing up some things in my classroom and having class with my kids, but my boss texted me at like 10:30 last night to see when I was going and wasn't happy with my timeline. Anna, our school fixer and all-around champion, had already gone to bed (and rightly so), so I slept a couple hours. My boss texted me again at like 4:30 AM, but I was awake, and I told him I would change my ride if there was room. Anna woke up and got me on the van, I changed my flight, and I'm leaving in like an hour and a half.

I'm leaving so much stuff behind. I might not get it back. It's more important to be safe. I can't make things safer here, so I know I need to go. This isn't a time for last stands from an English teacher (not that I think it will get to that here. The more likely scenario is that the borders will close).

None of this is happening how I expected or wanted. But, to paraphrase Gandalf, we don't get to choose the times we live in. We do get to choose how we deal with it. So I'm going to freak out a little and hope for the best.

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