I've aimed to be more organized, to be more consistent with my expectations, with my discipline. To teach my students something. It's working, I think. My students want to take a field trip to the Louvre. I think I talk too much during class.
Upkeep is a difficult thing. The inclination to bog myself down to my work, to avoid human interaction for the sake of.. work. My interactions with my roommates, with society, are so different during the summer than from any other time of the year. It's tiring to talk to people after having put on a 6 hour show for students.
This period of life is so odd. Turning 23, realizing that growing up.. is only just around the corner. So many possibilities, but so little time? I'm afraid that I will wake up one day and find that I'm 30. But there is so much to do..
And then there's God. Where is God? To find rest.. in Him. Desirable. But is there time for it? Rest ought to be a state of being. And then love. Totally not in that state of mind.. But still hopeful? Expectant. Maybe just waiting for God to do His thing and surprise me. The sovereignty of God is a comforting thing. Hopefully, a reality - not just a mind game we play with ourselves.
I like high schoolers. For the most part. They're always full of surprises.
