Light, one day late

Today was light, of step, of mood. Unburdened in the sun. 'Light' should have been yesterday for National Poetry Day but after resigning from my new teaching job on Monday I agreed to teach two more classes for the sake of the students, the second of which was last night. I knew I was right to give up but had no idea just how much weight I was carrying until this morning.

I am amused that I have been asked to write a formal letter of resignation from a job for which I have received neither a letter of appointment nor a contract.