dev_chieftain | this is where I am right now

I finished my day talking to an ex-student who might come back someday, who revealed that the reason he dropped was his mother passing away.

Thinking about this, I became desperate and needed to hear my own mother's voice immediately after work to be able to keep going. I feel like it might be a little childish, maybe, to almost need that reassurance the way a kid needs their parents to chase away the idea of a bad dream; Dustin answered, wisely I think, that everybody has moments like that, and can relate to that-- when things are shit and you just need someone to tell you it's okay.

I had planned my time off mostly just to have it off but I think I will be badly in need of it so I can sleep and dream and stay separate from the emotional singularity that is my job.

I'm not really trying to be melodramatic, I just FEEL that way right now. Anyway, sleep. Overtime. Then, a nice long weekend to destress.