Empty shell


I’m a teacher.

And I’m an introvert.1

Many a years I have students ask me how I’m a teacher, but on 99.9%2 of days, it’s just a job that you deal with, and it’s not even a thing.

On 99.9% of days, it’s a job that you really enjoy and look forward to.

But every once in five blue moons or so, you have one of THOSE days.

One of those days where you just want to crawl into your shell and hide under a rock for a month. 3

I had one of those days this week, and boy, when you’re already at the point in the year where it’s damn near impossible to tell the forest from the trees… well. =/

  1. I am *definitely* an introvert. []
  2. I actually took some time to do the math and figure how many “nines” belonged there… []
  3. I suppose we are still within two weeks on either side of Spring Break, which is when just about every teacher questions the meaning of their existence… []