I remember sitting there in class… it was maybe grade 3 or 4. The details are fuzzy, but I know I was there with my friend Brian. Neither of us were where we wanted to be.
Stuck in our crappy little desks on our stiff wooden chairs with 30 other kids in the room, trying to pretend like we were working so we wouldn't get in trouble. But we weren’t working. We were looking at the clock, dreaming about getting out of that place.
I remember how we would count time. We would think in terms of Simpsons episodes. “Only 3 more episodes until recess”… “Just one more episode and a few commercials until we get to go home.”