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Today's Truism:

You can be a walking wound and barely make it through teaching, half-starved and your eyes half open, feeling like a black-and-blue version of your formerly colorful self and having very little to give. You go through the motions and are convinced you've taught one of your worst classes ever (your voice breaking at one point as you choke on tears) and then afterwords someone takes you aside and says, "Thank you for class. Your adjustments were wonderful" and someone else seconds it and someone else says, "My back usually hurts when I do yoga, but not when I take your classes." Slowly (too slowly if you ask me) the color starts to return.



Song:
Lauryn Hill
"Forgive Them Father"

Fillum:
"Philadelphia Story"