San Fran

One day I hope to live in a small apartment in the heart of San Francisco or New York. I hope I have a gray cat and use the bus or the subway to get to the school where I teach history to fourteen-year-olds five out of seven days of the week. In the evenings I hope to watch documentaries and foreign films while I grade papers and sit by my husband. I hope to have a "usual" for chinese take-out. I hope I don't get caught up in the nonsense of things and that I can still find quiet and peace while appreciating the chaos of many people living vastly different lives in one small place. I don't expect to be famous or universally acclaimed, rather I just hope those who know me describe me as "a good person". It doesn't sound like much, but it seems wonderful to me.