There is something that happens when you stay up really late -- I shouldn't put this on you, mysterious reader -- something that happens to me: I feel like I'm ten feet away from everything, watching. The word 'spacy' probably comes from this experience, because I feel like I'm floating in space, watching the world through my astronaut helmet. Then there's the stomach stuff. My digestion gets all weird, I feel just slightly nauseous and don't' want to eat, but then also worried that the spaciness is from not eating anything.
In any case, Friday night I did that and I'm still feeling a bit of it. There is kind of a lot going on in my life right now, on many levels, but I don't feel confident in my ability to skilfully describe it with proper discretion. I'd say there's too much going on. I only have so much awareness juice and time juice to put into things, and if there are too many things, each glass only gets a few drops. I think I've made this analogy before. Brain fog again. I think I need some time off, and I'm kind of going to get it, soon. come the holiday season, I'll be doing a lot of work, but it will be of a somewhat different nature. Practice teaching in an Elementary classroom. Rather than lead teaching a Primary classroom. And I'll also have some longer breaks. Hopefully I can get some of the built up work done then. It feels like I need the first day of the weekend just to decompress, and then Sunday has to be shared between the class I'm teaching, chores, and a little time for whatever project is on fire and due immediately. It feels cramped. I'm repeating myself a lot. Spaciness. I think I'm getting better at doing stuff? In general? But it's hard to tell, because if so it's happening slowly, and there are ups and downs along the way.
OK, I'm late enough for my next thing that I can stop doing this thing. Have a good week!
-I
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