In my middle

So Lord I come, to tell you I love you To tell you I need you. To tell you there’s no better place for me than in your arms To tell you I’m sorry, for running in circles, For placing the focus on the waves and not your face. You’re the only one who brings me peace…

I basically have two moods: either let’s do something spontaneous and awesome, or let’s just lie down in bed all day and forget the world exists.

When public schools are judged by how much art and music they have, by how many science experiments their students perform, by how much time they leave for recess and play, and by how much food they grow rather than how many tests they administer, then I will be confident that we are preparing our students for a future where they will be creative participants and makers of history rather than obedient drones for the ruling economic elite.