I will...

stay relaxed and reassured as I move into August. I aknowledge it's different than July... But the weather is still beautiful. The trees still sway in the breeze. The sun still sets and presents an array of colors that can look like a rainbow. It's far from dismal. It's just that...my classroom creeps into my thoughts more often and I open the door that was just a wall in July. The beginning of August isn't the revolving door of September; it's a door you open, so you can shut off the light that shines in the middle of the night.