I woke up on the wrong side of the Game of Thrones preview last night. My stomach hurts. I'm tired. I'm not excited about what I'm teaching today. I can't get my lesson just right. I know that school is ending soon, but I just can't see the end. I'm trying to fight spiraling into a pit of Dallas ISD teacher depression. What keeps me going? What is my light at the end of the tunnel? My students' success. That's what I'm fighting for. If I can keep my mind on that, I can make it.