It was bound to happen eventually.
I’ve hit the wall at work, I just don’t want to be there right now. Hopefully once my health is back to normal, things will be good. Taking a day off for my illness also doubled as a mental health day. It was great, but it made me long for college days of waking up at 9, eating bagels and sipping coffee, wearing ucla sweatshirts, and just lounging if I felt down. I know I am so fortunate to be able to spend school breaks doing just that, but right now in a month with no holidays, it’s hard. Next Wednesday is a professional development day though that I am looking forward to and then November is right around the corner, so there will be some nice days off there.
I am trying desperately to cling to my vision for why I am there. It’s the hardest, most consuming thing I have ever done. Teaching really is a labor of love.
But I love those students. They are worth all of that work. In the end is there anything else I would rather be doing? No.
“Greater things have yet to come
and greater things are still to be done
in this city”
I <3 LA.
