Drifting Off in Class
Sometimes, when I’m in class, I dream that I’m on a tropical island, with a dozen or more scantily clad females beside me, sitting under a huge palm tree, with some soft, gentle music being played on some traditional wood instruments of that region, and a cool, gentle breeze caressing my tanned body.
I do all this while trying to forget I’m in a classroom.
Of course, it would be so much easier if all my students weren’t waiting for me to continue my lecture.