Saturday morning. We start with a Cambridge test for my kids. Everyone gets a sticker, everyone is smiling. I’m too tired to play, I’m to tired to teach, but I go on not thinking, not breathing my exhaustion. Friday nights know me so well. They are meant to be so that they can torture me to death. I always play it safe. I do my work fast, as much as I can during the day and go to bed...
Day 286 – Saturday’s mood
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