spills.

very frustrated....
I just wrote this long entry and hit the preview button and poof it was gone.
I don't think there is anything more unsettling than to watch all your words just disappear. 30 minutes of my life gone- of my crafted life gone. Damn...

I could probably repeat most of it, but doing that seems to kill it in some way.

the short story is I am teaching a student today.
the longer version talked about what and how I was going to teach, how I felt about this new opportunity, and of course talked about what hour of darkness I woke up in and how I felt the breeze against my back before I woke up and how the birds were singing.

have a video