This week I started working with a new co-teacher. She is amazing. She sits and helps the students and controls the discipline issues that come up. More then that she is just competent and I like her. I'm hoping that maybe this hour getting a little easier will help with my feelings on life.
I wake up some mornings and I'm astounded by how hard every single day is. I lay there for a brief moment feeling suspended in between reality and the way I pictured adult life. However, it's only a moment because if I dwell to long I probably wouldn't get out of bed. In fact, I don't know if I would even call in sick...I'd just be frozen.
You don't dream about day to day. You just dream about the big chunks...when you can buy a dog, getting married, having kids, your first house, picking your own car. You don't think about the little things though...until your laying in your bed staring at the ceiling wondering how you have ended up where you are.
There is no class or internship that prepares you for life...for the day to day. Maybe that's what makes it such an adventure. In general I have no idea what the crap I'm doing...but there are moments...moments when everything seems right.
Here's hoping those moments increase.
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