For fifteen years, I taught high school English and spent a lot of time dreaming of doing something else. Some days, I dreamed of doing anything else. It wasn’t that I hated teaching. I hated a lot of the stuff that goes along with teaching, but the actual teaching was sometimes quite enjoyable. And I was very, very good at my job.
But then, at 40, I moved to another state to be near my twin sister. You know that scene at…
