I fought most of my teachers tooth and claw throughout grade school and high school. There were occasional bright lights, but most of them were conservative monsters that seemed to want to see us fail. The book I'm writing deals with this. I escaped into fantasy a lot. If it hadn't been for long walks in the woods, buried in imagination, I might not have made it out of there.

This piece felt like I pulled back a layer of my psyche I wasn't aware of. I'm glad to see it's getting a nice response.