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In a Hostel


It’s not much of a blog post But it is a real moment.

I am in a hostel near tbe plaza. My bqck is sore from carrying around my backpack yesterday. I have moved out of the apartment with no permanent place to go to.

But this place is nice and for the first time in a long time I do hear rain drip on the roof.

But I found myself muttering in my sleep, dreaming of my students. I think I was teaching them.

Categories: Humor

Chris B.

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