Tomorrow is my first day of school. Although I’ve already reported to “work”, it all begins in a little over 9 hours. In that time I need to sleep, and eat, and dress, and go, and smile. I feel like this will come naturally, as I did it for two years back in the garden state. However, tomorrow I get to reinvent myself, I am a library-teacher, I am a literacy advocate, I am a professional who loves his job. Or, at least, that’s how I must appear.

I must wear my thick skin, and my glasses, and drink much coffee. I need to remember that I am the “adult”. I must also watch and listen for there are always stories to tell if you spend your day inside of schoolhouses.

Goodnight moon, goodnight room, goodnight old self, hello new.