Often I cannot sleep because I am thinking deeply about something. More often or not, these days, I am thinking about teaching.

Tonight I am wracking my brain to think of a way to engage my reluctant readers. I am trying to think of a way to get my fifth period kids to do their outside reading. I am attempting to break barriers and hoping to succeed.

I am addicted to teaching. It is by far the hardest thing I've ever done, and yet each day, I come back, thirsty for more.

Back to scowering the interweb and books for ideas on how I can help my kids.

Geez, I'm sleepy.