Snapshots of a Modest Life

Every so often, as I pick up my pen and paper journal, I ask myself, "why don't you blog anymore?"

This is why.

Not that I would be as foolish as this particular teacher; I know better than to insult students in a public forum. But as a result of the caution that will keep me gainfully employed, most topics of discussion are removed from the table. I can't talk about my students, thus, I have nothing to talk about. It makes me sad. On some level, writing to someone other than my future self in an overpriced notebook that I bought a Barnes & Noble is very gratifying. So, I don't blog anymore.

Sadness.