Take a Walk on the Wild Side
I'm trying to write an exam, get through these last few days of teaching, wrap up grades, figure out when I'm going to do my holiday shopping, cope with depression AND the mess of my apartment being painted and now I get this grand slap in the face while I am just trying to put together some study material for my students.

I'm walking to the copier with my eyes stinging with tears.

I remember the words of that idiot Israeli I dated, "You are queen and this is just a walk in the park."

"Fuck that," I think, "I want to be Nero and take a walk in the Colosseum."

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