I am still just existing. I get up. I run. I resist smoking my pipes. I go to work. I come home. I go to bed. And, I repeat.
I hate work. I detest two people there for what they do to me and the Department. I hate being there, even in the same room with them.
I like teaching my students. I try to stay focused on that. I love my family. I try to stay focused on that.
But I hurt, all day long. I so dislike what these two people do. I wish I could be somewhere else and not have them anywhere in my life. If I could, I would find somewhere else to be just to be away from them. I have looked and will continue to look.
PipeTobacco
............................................ ............................................ A blog devoted to the ramblings of a small town, middle aged college professor as he experiences life and all its strange variances.
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Monday, April 01, 2019
6 comments:
I appreciate all forms of comments on my writings. I find that I miss the sponteneity of coming to read them here when they were unmoderated. I believe I wrote less due to the moderation. I have decided to adopt limited moderation. Hopefully the prior problems with unfettered comments will not arise again. Please feel free to comment as you wish about the essays I write. I will maintain those comments that offer kind-hearted and gentle opinion... be it positive or negative. The opinions of your comments will, of course, need to have relevance to the post as well.
Find a warm, comfortable community that can support a new tobacconist. Liquidate your assets, retire early, open a pipe shop of your own, and start the second career of your (literal) dreams.
ReplyDeleteThis is sounding bad. Spring and summer are coming. Surely that will help a little All the best.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that you enjoy teaching your students. I'm sorry these other two are so annoying.
ReplyDeletechin up my friend
ReplyDeleteI wish that there was some comforting words I could think of. It's really disturbing to read that certain people can make another's life so miserable. For what it's worth, sounding off here may bring some measure of release for you.
ReplyDeleteProfessor...
ReplyDeleteMore people than you would think belong to the Black Dog Depression Society. It really IS just your brain chemistry messing with you. It's going to happen periodically. You have to work at excising those people from your perception as much as you can. Maybe it's childish and petty but you have to not validate their behavior if you can....