Some days I just want to call it a day, close my door, and climb into bed. It's especially unfortunate when this happens at 4:00 on a Wednesday afternoon.
Instead, I have ideas to read, papers to write, people to see, meetings to lead.
And I still find myself asking why?
How do intellectuals do it? Campuses this small drive me crazy sometimes. Can I just grab a PB&J without seeing someone that I know? Can I find a solitary spot to write a paper (or update my blog!)?
Today is an angry, apathetic sort of day.
Perhaps I am apathetic because I am ignorant.
In that case, lock the door, I have some learning to do.