EEK!
She's late.
I'm fidgeting.
Another student I messaged wanted to meet and talk about my business.
Exciting!
I know it's not anything huge, just another student, but it's still pretty awesome.
I hope she makes it.
Last night
That poor guy at swing dancing, I feel a bit bad for him. He asks me to be his partner, so we start learning together, but unfortunately for him he's a good listener who asks questions. Pretty soon the dance is forgotten, and I'm excitedly describing how I taught a kid about sender, message, receiver, and noise. I'm acting it out, showing him how I mimicked the body language of paying attention and not to have my student practice knowing when to join a conversation when suddenly I realize three things. One, everyone else is either dancing or getting ready to leave. Two, I am gesturing so widely and talking so loudly that the whole room can hear. Three, he looks a little tired. I look at the time and gasp. 10pm. Where did the time go? I guess it flies when you're having fun, and when you end up so absorbed in describing your passion that you forget everything else exists for a moment.
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