extended caregroup

So much negativity.
He still needs encourgement from time to time.
It seems like everyone has a story, and the teacher knows them all.
She's leaving on Thursday!
No sleep.
A quiet, simple tune.
A yawn.
Loud chatter from the other side, bouncing off the walls, but not reaching us. It's silent but we're not lonely here, not when my pen scratches the paper or her fingers press those buttons.

I will talk it out tonight, once the darkness has covered us all and the lights start guiding. With my closest friend, of course. My brother.