20120219 Lonely job

Sometimes I sneak the Bows onto campus with me, because they know how to chill quietly and behave themselves while I work.

Today, I left them at home, which was surely for the better. High schoolers were spilled all over the hallways, as the campus was hosting a regional speech competition. Youths in suits talking and gesticulating at walls, plastic file tubs stacked precariously on cheap dollies, the crisp syllables of well-groomed competitors in sugar-fueled conversation… it would have been overwhelming to the Bows, indeed.