cityboy. Just got the word that I will be subbing in the English Department on Thursday. Just confirmed. A sigh of relief. Even if it has only been two days of not being called, can't help feeling a little restless. The irony is that yesterday afternoon I made a decision to return home and rest with the rest of the afternoon and evening free. Did not check my e-mail, and of course, I refuse to get a phone with e-mail in it. The offer came in about 5:45, and if I had gotten it and responded to it then, would have had a much easier night than the one that I had.
And what was the night? Well, just one of reflection---a sort of commitment to "nothing" as it were. Not at all hungry, just tired, probably from the last couple of days--as I mentioned in the last post, the previous week and weekend were pretty hectic---all the moving around from place to place in Brooklyn on Sunday---and the sessions and play on Saturday, well quite a lot. Anyway, whether it was because there was nothing planned or whether it was from sheer exhaustion---I spent most of last night resting. A melancholy evening for sure---heard a nice recording of Beethoven's 1st piano concerto---really liked it--listened to some NPR stuff---felt a little bit in limbo. Strange, all that might have been different had I checked my e-mail, but......also shocked that having eaten very little I was not hungry---had to wait until about midnight to get some food, and even that was something light.
Nothing much else to report---the week gets more structured starting tomorrow---might want to take a look at the Communist Manifesto, the work that the students will be working on when I sub on thursday. Also, might want to bring in a poem that I really like for the poetry workshop.
So it seems there may be more to do then I had imagined. We will see.
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