Things are going pretty well right now. In fact, it is almost as though the entertainment industry is tailor-making its movies, shows, and video games for me. Tomorrow, Dr. Strange comes out on DVD. This weekend, Logan (likely to be the Wolverine movie I've been waiting for) comes out in theaters which are already showing LEGO Batman and an M. Night Shyamalan movie that is good enough that people aren't ashamed to make M. Night Shyamalan references again. This Friday is also the release of the Nintendo Switch (which I'm not that excited about) and The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild (which I AM that excited about!). Considering that on top of that Iron Fist comes to Netflix in a couple of weeks just in time to be binge watched at the end of my "spring" break (although I will need to actually wait for moments when Janelle is at home and the boys are in bed), I should be feeling great.
However, I've been a bit down too. Part of it is that my classes with Walden just started a new term and both classes seem to be intent on pounding in just how much time and dedication that my dissertation (called a capstone at Walden) is going to take over the next few years. Part of it is that Lent kicks off this week, and while it's supposed to be a holy time of reflection, it usually just feels dreary to me. Part of it is that track season is starting up soon and I had to officially say that I wasn't going to coach hurdles this year due to scheduling conflicts and I'm feeling guilty every time I see one of the kids I coached last year. Part of it is that so many students are currently failing in my language arts classes as we approach the end of this quarter and I don't know how to make it right. Part of it is the anger, ignorance, and vitriol that I'm seeing every day in the news, in social media, and in day-to-day conversations. Part of it might just be the time of year as I'm probably still dealing with a sunlight (if not vitamin D) deficiency.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times ..." [BTW, it's worth reading the rest of that quote and remembering that Dickens was writing the truth about his time, and the times that came before, and the times that came after, and our present moment.]
However, I've been a bit down too. Part of it is that my classes with Walden just started a new term and both classes seem to be intent on pounding in just how much time and dedication that my dissertation (called a capstone at Walden) is going to take over the next few years. Part of it is that Lent kicks off this week, and while it's supposed to be a holy time of reflection, it usually just feels dreary to me. Part of it is that track season is starting up soon and I had to officially say that I wasn't going to coach hurdles this year due to scheduling conflicts and I'm feeling guilty every time I see one of the kids I coached last year. Part of it is that so many students are currently failing in my language arts classes as we approach the end of this quarter and I don't know how to make it right. Part of it is the anger, ignorance, and vitriol that I'm seeing every day in the news, in social media, and in day-to-day conversations. Part of it might just be the time of year as I'm probably still dealing with a sunlight (if not vitamin D) deficiency.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times ..." [BTW, it's worth reading the rest of that quote and remembering that Dickens was writing the truth about his time, and the times that came before, and the times that came after, and our present moment.]
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