stuckbetweenStations.

My fifth year in the middle school classroom ended yesterday. This morning, I opened my e-mail, one last time, to find this:

It still doesn’t feel like middle school ended, Miss Solesbee. I think on the first day of High School or whenever I have a strong need for one of our morning talks I’m going to end up looking all over the school for you but only end up with disappointment, I guess that’s when the tears will come. It’s hard to believe I’m all by myself now, I think you might have babied me too much. By the way, I think I will watch the Princess Bride tonight, and I told Anel to look up some songs by Band Of Horses, she fell in love with it but I think she is definitely more into “Everything All The Time” and I’m more into “Cease to Begin”, we’re not so alike. Anyways I wrote this letter because our goodbye didn’t feel like one, this one doesn’t either but somehow it makes me feel better, and because I had hope that you would check your e-mail tomorrow. Or you could wait for three months and read it then. That would mean that my life sucks and that I have no luck but it’s OK. And If that’s the case I hope your enjoying your new room and hopefully still have that huge dinosaur that I love. Anyways I love you and think you’re awesome and I’m really sad that I only had you for one year but nothing gold can stay right Miss Solesbee? 

But seriously, if you do open it in three months it could be like a time capsule e-mail! OK… Greetings future Miss Solesbee. This e-mail is from the past and it represents my love, boredom, and sadness that I am feeling. It is hot and abnormally humid outside and I am not liking it. Plus the strawberry season apparently ended. It is also dark and I missed Friends today, and tomorrow It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia will be on. By the way, this will work as a “time e-mail capsule” even if you open it tomorrow, isn’t that awesome?

Love, __________.
-Your student who is horrible at letting go of something
And I just noticed how fast I change moods.