I Have the Weirdest Dreams

The dream involved talking to a recent college graduate and somehow we started taking about our junior high and high school teachers.   The ones that I had,  Brophy, Emch,  and a few others were still teaching.   A a very sad song starts playing.   All that I can remember is this refrain:

"Let's face it.

The time has come, 

Your job is done."

This applies in multiple sad ways:

1. You are obsolete in your work.

2. There are younger people who expect lower pay to do your job. 

3. All we are is dust in the wind.

4. Empty nest.

None are happy.  All are inevitable.