This is the worst gig story ever.
I’m down to the last few weeks of my teaching job before heading out to join my wife in San Francisco. Here’s a conversation that I have with folks about once a day:
Teaching high school, creativity, and living with purpose
If you’ve followed my blog over the years, you probably noticed a precipitous decline in the number of posts since 2010.
I’ll admit it — I had been under a lot of stress.
It seemed like everything in my life was all of a sudden coming to a head. I was living 2600 miles apart from my wife in what may very well be the world’s worst bachelor pad. My school orchestra was…