I used to have a theory when I was a teenager. that there's some beauty in every human being. not on the surface, but beauty deep within.

then I came in contact with many more people, many more of those who manage to hide from themselves that beauty. and I forgot about my theory...

but it's true. I sometimes see glimpses of it in the eyes of people when they mirror a smile I give them. that's the best way to view the beauty. to smile at them. but you should know what a real smile is, to begin with...

nothing beats sprawling alone on a grassy slope under the shade of a tree in the Texan summer with a book open like an umbrella, resting on your face and shading your closed eyes from the world to give you that extra privacy.

it's the kind of de-stressing every teacher needs once in a while.