Cue the Sad Music

Today is the first day that reality set in for me during the darkest part of the year. Don't read some deep spiritual meaning in the previous sentence, but take it literally for what it says. You see, for much of the school year, educators leave their house in the morning, and the sun is not yet up in the air (air, air a a air air a a a). So you leave your home, you arrive at work, and if you are lucky enough to have a window near you at some point during the day, you can see out and look at the brightness of the sunlight. Then you get caught up in your daily gig, you learn a new handshake, you high five someone, you have a kid named Demarkus read you a book. Suddenly, you have a bunch of things you need to get done, but if you don't leave the building soon, and get home to see your girls, you will literally go insane. So you finish something, you think about what you need to do tomorrow, you shut down, you make your way to the exit. You do seven more things and get caught in two other conversations on your way 'out'. When you finally get to walk out the door, you open the door seeking fresh air, and you get outside only to find that the sun has gone down already. Dark again. So you leave home, it's dark. You come home, it's dark. You want to do something, anything, it's dark. So thre is the sad reality of what time of year it is. Dark. Not that there's anything wrong with that.