Oops. I was typing up some notes about a meeting that got a bit heated today and my email began to spin out of control. 1400 words later, I came to. My writing got a little loopy at the end. Thought I’d share the final conclusion as a testament to the email’s hand-to-forehead inducing feeling of “Oh god, why did I type that?” and, even worse, “Oh god, why did I click ‘Send’ on that?” Even without providing specific context, I think you’ll get it [mildly edited to remove non-Travis names]:

 p.p.s. Last part, I promise. Remembering Travis get frustrated over scheduling decisions back in July, I think it’s important for our group as a whole to step back and look at how different are our proposals from the status quo? Are we really thinking that far outside the box? I realize that data in general feels like a very in-the-box-and-that’s-a-good-thing kind of issue, but is this the route towards truly turning around a school? Travis’ challenge back to the campus was to really push ourselves to look beyond the confines of what Local District Seven conditioned us to accept. We don’t need to look for what will do. We need to paint the god damn Sistine Chapel on the grass in the senior quad. We need to invoke “A Love Supreme” into rhetoric of school policy.We need to “Sunset Boulevard” our daily practices and let all of our students whisper that they’re ready for their (academic) close up. We need to do something that big.