It’s no great secret that I’ve been in a funk lately.
Take the general lack of confidence, the pervasive self-doubt, and the overall bewilderment that’s sort of the stock-and-trade of this entire website and multiply it out a few dozen times and you get the idea.
Still, there are rays of light in the dark.
For example, when I got to work this morning, I found this:
One of my students (I’ve no idea which one) just sunlight-bombed me out of nowhere.
And as a guy who, even in my ninth year (help!) of teaching, still feels pretty strongly that A) I have no idea what I’m doing and B) I’m probably screwing it up more often than not? This was the kick in the pants I needed this morning.
Momentum matters. Good vibes beget more good vibes. I wanted desperately to stay in bed this morning and skip my run — the skipping, I knew, would leave me feeling like an overturned dumpster all day, but I still wanted it, wanted the sweet oblivion of one more hour of sleep. In a weird way, I was almost craving the garbage feeling. But I forced myself up, and I’m glad I did.
And now this.
It’s Friday, and even though it’s dreary outside, there’s a little bit of sunlight in my soul.