Denouement

Last week, the kids came and took their final exams, but only in the morning. The week before that was the last week of classes. This week, the kids are finally gone for good and the school is only a pale adult shadow of its real self. All the teachers are wandering around the halls unhurriedly with silly relaxed grins on their faces, talking at reasonable volumes and having reasonable conversations. Everything has this peaceful, clean feeling, like it just rained.

It's my last week on the job -- not just for the summer, but for good. I Quit, and it may not have been the right decision. I really don't know. This may have been the best job I've ever had, although it was also in many ways down there with the very worst of them. Unemployment was my goal, a long stretch of unabashed, unalloyed unemployment, but already the golden glow of relaxation and the sparkling gemstones of accomplishment and relief are being rapidly transmuted into the noxious haze of indolence and the sucking muds of anxiety and ennui. 

On the plus side, this means I now can get back to what really counts: complaining on the internet. See you all soon!