the night before

It could be so much worse.

I could be 15 years old, or 13--right there! that would do it! and preparing to start high school tomorrow (not to mention high school in a language with which I'm not familiar) instead of just a teacher behind before I start. I could be the kid with no friends instead of the grown up who knows everyone, who has done it all before. I could be the one whose homework will be graded instead of the one who'll wield the pen. I could be the one who's worried instead of the one who'll calm the fears. Then again, I could be the one who'll actually get some sleep.