I feel both old and young today. Very tired but very invigorated. It’s one of those days when nothing seems as it appears.
spring semester ends this week. But while classes are over, I’m faced
with a pile of complex final projects. The constant parade of bright
students young enough to be my grandkids reminds me of how gray I am –
but the mere fact I am around them puts a bounce in my step. Even the
weather is contrary – sunbreaks between rain showers.
I’m happy. The love of my life smiled to me when I awoke. I had
breakfast looking out over a rapidly-greening forest viewed from our
one-of-a-kind house. I walked onto a gorgeous campus to do the work I
love. Tonight I will dine perhaps too heartily and later kick back and
read notes from the two no-longer-children who make me proud. I will
have sweet dreams. Guaranteed.