'If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.' -- Wayne Dyer

so my school principal informed us that a huge number of students have opted for poly, leaving a class with only 12 kids so he decided to 'close' the class and distribute them to other arts classes.

this only means two things to my self-interest:
1. my lit students have plunged
2. form class may expand from it's already full 24

sigh. and 3. i may inevitably teach GP due to shortfall of Lit kids...

ok. so what has this to do with the above title?
well, it made me really think about what's keeping me here then

besides the wonderful colleagues and decent hours and proximity to home, the job after nearly 7 years has lost it's appeal. i used to bounce off to work with a certain spring to my step, looking forward to a mentally challenging day, feeling inspired to inspire.

these days it's really routine and awaiting pay-day and planning around the term how to get away, to reward myself with whatever windfall surprises me, and mostly counting down to vacation days, public holiday hiatus. it's a meaningless existence, with the occasional perk of  good class time, amusing (mildly) anecdote from a workmate, a good bowl of lor mee, an acknowledgement of approval, a baked good treat from a neighbour. then the rest of the day it's time-killing, pretend work, real admin nuisance, clock-watching, daydreaming.

i'm about 15years to real retirement and it seems endless. perhaps that change is at hand. that real huge significant shift which will see me in another land, a novel experience, a new day.


a Hokkaido sunrise

could be worse