That day, I got kicked out of college. It was the first and last time I saw the Principal. When I said I didn’t know what I was going to do next, I thought I was lying, but it turned out I was telling the truth. He put down his pen and stood up. ‘Well, the best of luck.’ He held open the door. That was it.
(from ‘Peacocks Screaming’, in Staple 64 (2006))