School Daze

Went to open house at my daughter's school tonight. I sometimes forget how much I miss school...not the school work, but the smells and the sounds and the pencils all lined up, perfectly sharpened. I think I miss sharp pencils most of all, because I can't seem to keep one around either at work or at home. I think there are little gremlins (at least in my world) who take all the sharpened pencils with nice erasers and replace them with broken, eraserless pencils. Of course, I could just forgo writing anything on paper now and confine myslef to the cyber universe.