Summer classes are done. There are final exams, but for the most part, students are disappearing. My tutors are done working and a lot of them are leaving for good. Transferring to other schools or getting jobs. It’s always a bit bittersweet for me. A lot of them stopped by to say their last farewell. I got a huge bag of Skittles from one girl (they all know its my candy addiction). A couple of them gave me dog toys for Chance. I tell all of them to keep in touch, but usually only a few do. Some will friend me on Facebook and I will keep up to date on their lives that way. Many of my previous tutors are now married; a couple have had children. A few have married each other. I frequently get job reference requests and then hear about their new positions. Its fun to see them evolve. I feel a certain amount of pride in their successes. But I’m often struck by the contrast between how quickly their lives change while I go about the same business at the college year after year. Sometimes it makes me feel stagnant. I like my job, but I don’t want to be doing the exact same thing forever. It reminds me of one of my favorite quotes by Henry David Thoreau: Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them. I mentioned yesterday that I’m going to be busy this fall, but I am thankful that I’m still working on the song.