I think about it sometimes, when the light hits my old desk just right, how green I was, just out of the gate. Firing off those emails to the principal, barely a week into my first job, telling them how to run things. Like I had it all figured out, you know? Like I knew anything. I can still feel the heat in my ears, remembering the confidence I had, like I was made of solid rock and they were just... sand. I wonder if they kept any of them. I wonder if they ever think about that kid, that absolute NUMBSKULL.