I began teaching because it raised its head as an opportunity, an opening, a door to walk through. I didn’t even have to knock.
I strolled through and what I saw only appealed.
“Hey, I bought you lunch that time we met up so I think it’s unfair that I have to pay you [for the hours and hours you’ve spent…
I am writing this at around 2am on a Friday night / Saturday morning. I have managed to navigate the week. I cannot remember much about it unless I focus very carefully. It feels like a journey made on autopilot. Distinctly intangible.
The guilt from making a friend wait for a lunch appointment while I run late. Stress from work not only causing knots in my own neck but…