It's so cold in Nanchong the last couple of days. We've been enjoying rain, wind, and gross puddles all around. I woke up this morning and couldn't face the thought of getting out of my cocoon of blankets, and ended up pushing the snooze button so many times that I nearly missed the bus to school. When I got to class I found my students were facing the same cold/tired/laziness I was, but somehow we pulled through it. My classes this morning were some of the best I've had all semester.
I feel like the last couple of weeks I've just been really focused on my English majors and I'm finally seeing the results of some of that work. I think I had to just stop thinking about the future, and how I don't know what's coming and just live my life here. It's not only helped my teaching about a thousand percent, but I've just been so content with everything. I'm feeling very zen budda about things now, which is very odd to a person who normally enjoys over-analyzing every last detail of EVERYTHING. Letting things go is wonderful.
But maybe the coolest thing of the day is not my classes, or zen-ness, or all my blankets and space heaters, but the new blinking santa lights in my kitchen. They are tacky as hell, and oh so cool.
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