I Need It To Rain More Than I Need Fresh Air In My Lungs, I Think

Even when you're tired, remember why you started.

home library so I never have to leave the house 📚

Study today, succeed tomorrow!

Thank you to all who made it out tonight! Hope to see you all soon!

study with me: until my candle fades or until we complete my checklist

streaming on twitch today until something extraordinary happens. make yourself a to-do list, grab yourself some water and a beverage or two of your choice and lets see what sucess can look like today!

added to the tea journal on stream today, recently moved my coffee station closer to where I work so I have all the tea, all the time! hoping this will also encourage me to try new tea to add more to the tea journal!

𝔞 𝔠𝔲𝔭 𝔞 𝔡𝔞𝔶

Richard Papen:

thinking about how hard this movie is going to hit when i finally have my ed degree and some experience… the layers of this movie that unfold every time i rewatch it is insane, the plot from Keating’s point of view is insane.

one of his top students finally lives his dream, and wow, he's amazing. then, suddenly, he's gone. no final words, but keating is sure he had a large part to play. keating watches as, gradually, the boys turn against him, but he doesn't hate them for it. there was no other choice, he gets that. charlie gets expelled, and there are now two empty desks where the most eager students used to sit. the boys to first rip up pritchard's stupid introduction, and stand on his desk. and the first to leave.

now, keating stands in his old classroom, listening to cameron read Understanding Poetry. thinking so much has changed, yet so little may be done about it. as the whole chalkboard is wiped clean.

little does he know, the remaining poets will call out to him, cherishing his teachings, and mr mcallister's steps gradually get further out into the snow. change can glide through the air, if only you allow yourself to inhale once more.