Fake it till I make it
The date and time on my computer is having an identity crisis.
I’ve been all over the place and I can barely keep up with myself. I’m in Seattle for a job interview. I’m meeting someone tonight for happy hour so we can talk about another job. I’m lucky, and tired. I’ve got a movie and pizza date with two of my former students tomorrow and I’m very excited. The past few days have been a whirlwind.
I can’t keep up. I’m barely hanging on.
Until I can grab a new hold on my sanity — dig a new hole for my cave of normality– I’ll just have to act like I’m okay and hope that everything else will fall in line.