This has been a serious roller coaster of a couple weeks, for more reasons than I can possibly list or explain here.
But, even when I'm sad or confused or preoccupied, I get to interact with interesting and hilarious people every day. And end a very long week by eating cake and singing NSYNC. And that makes the time pass swiftly and I can laugh and feel better, if just for a moment.
12-year-old girl: Yoga is so refreshing. I feel so connected with Jesus.
Me: How did you decide who to go to prom with, from all your ladies?
18-year-old boy: They had to Rock Paper Scissors for it.
Colleague A, speaking generally about the scent of humans: You smell like person and I don't like it.
Me: I wanna put you in my pocket and take you home with me.
7-year-old boy: I want to do the same thing to you.
Me, upon seeing a copy of Judy Blume's Tiger Eyes: They can't read this book! There's sex and masturbation in it!
Colleague B: What do you think being a kid's all about?
12-year-old girl, to my colleague: I think I've grown sick of you...which is a good thing.
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