Tuesday (Foggy, Foggy Dew)

Top of the morning to ya,

"How's your day?" "What's going on?" "Did you do well on your test?" "Can I get my key?"

These are a section of questions I've been asked so far as the residents mosey past the desk on the way to class. It's almost surreal. After 5 years of the same school I'm looking at these residents and projecting who they'll be in the years to come. A lawyer? An accepting homosexual? A barkeep at the local pub? It's quite interesting.