a shorter note (to make up for that last long entry)

coming back is always an interesting experience for the wandering gypsy. she found this week to be very enjoyable and in some ways it almost felt like home. yet today, she told the coordinator that she will not be returning another year. no, there is no problem with the teachers, they are all very nice. yes, the pay is too little but they are raising it a bit. no, the weather is lovely. but somehow it isn't home. and the gypsy (getting older) is actually wondering if she shouldn't maybe pick a career (since none seems to appeal to her, she must pick one) before the sand runs out. maybe home and calling are not to be for her...maybe wandering is her fate internally as well as externally. (maybe she shouldn't wax philosophical in third person...)