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Amazing how many times I have had that same realization lately.
yea college!
i think the part is miss most is the lulling sound of proffessor’s voices…
i’ve never slept as well as i did in college
I now do my best to provide students a soothing environment in which to sleep. Perhaps you should regularly come sleep in my class roger; you could reclaim the sleep of your youth.
I had that realization when I finally graduated. Then I got a job at Target, where they didn’t even sell books that I would want to read, so I quit that place.
Of course it all worked out because now I’m a famous poet, but it was a long hard road I tell you.
a long hard road….