September 25, 2013
An 11-year-old boy mesmerized me today. I was supposed to teach him about something, but he ended up teaching me instead. During our lessons, I kept telling his mom, "Your kid is really awesome." I must have said it 349 times. Also during those two hours, a sense of strange unease enveloped me, I remember thinking: these are the moments that should stick, but why am I almost certain that in about a few hours I'd forget the details? Right now all I remember is how I felt. But as usual, that is difficult to put into words.