There’s nothing like a beautiful long weekend in late May to make the shift back into school mode feel nearly impossible. I am sitting here on this Monday night noticing waves of clinging to the beauty of the weekend, and mounting aversion to the reality that I have to set my alarm tomorrow.
This is what it is to be human.
Just that reminder helps these thoughts abate. To be human is to cling. To be human is to push away from. We don’t have to pretend it is otherwise. We don’t have to pretend we have evolved beyond this. Instead, there’s some distance in the reminder that this is what we are right now. And, magically, just noticing the phenomenon helps make it slightly less torturous.
Now, back to lesson plans.