The other night I had my first back-to-school anxiety dream of the summer. My art room was HUGE, The students weren’t paying attention because they couldn’t hear me across the football field that was my room. I was opening cabinets and drawers and I couldn’t find the right art supplies. Just as a student was climbing on top of a desk to dance—my principal walked in the room. That’s when I woke up…whew!
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