It’s the first day of school after the break and since I’m no more involved with schooling, I’m mischievously delighted. I shall be at liberty again to run my errands without stumbling upon potentially dangerous packs of unattended children on each step. I live in a minor social housing area—which is self-explanatory.
Besides being happy to be relieved of the threat to welfare and dignity represented by the kids, I’m glad to be back to routine. Routine prevents people from anarchy; and all out-of-the-ordinary humbug makes me nervous. So, back to school, back to normal, welcome!