After the long hours of rest my eyes open.

The sun talking to me through the window

and alas a new school day begins.

 

I eat the same breakfast, the same channel that teaches ABC’s plays
all with one goal, don’t be late.

 

Routines and lecture plan after another

Break and lunch in between

now the fun begins.

 

Step by step and the door gets bigger

then...it opens.

The smell of charcoal surrounds the room with a big mural in front of the class

that one day will have an addition.

As I sit in the closest view of the teacher

She begins to instruct the goals for the day.

 

My fingers as ninja as they can start with before her,

for the limited time I get is not enough.

Yet, the click of the mouse doesn’t escape her.

 

Now you can begin.

 

The only words I needed to hear to open the browser

colors, shapes, and lines fill my screen.

I can start my experiments,

ones with size and contrast formed in the many layers I can work with.

 

Then it all ends in an hour

an hour I get to enjoy is now 24 away.

It not until the next day

that I will get to see that Ps again.