Class-Related Baby Steps
Jun. 15th, 2006 01:33 pmClaude Debussy - [Printemps: Très Modéré]--- I keep thinking about all the shit i'm doing, for the first time-- syllabus, paperwork, chapter outlines, &c.-- and how it keeps coming around to "HOLY SHIT I'M TEACHING A CLASS" and I keep telling myself "Baby Steps. One Day At A Time. One Foot In Front Of The Other."
And I just realised... That if these are baby-steps... If this is me putting one foot in front of the other, one day at a time... Then that must be one fucking huge baby, and his days must be kind of like Gods' days.
And, on a weird level, that makes me feel better.
Been reading Fell, all day. Need to outline my class notes, for today.
Extemporaneous has always worked best... Formatting makes mee feel cooped up.
I'm off.
And I just realised... That if these are baby-steps... If this is me putting one foot in front of the other, one day at a time... Then that must be one fucking huge baby, and his days must be kind of like Gods' days.
And, on a weird level, that makes me feel better.
Been reading Fell, all day. Need to outline my class notes, for today.
Extemporaneous has always worked best... Formatting makes mee feel cooped up.
I'm off.
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Date: 2006-06-16 03:25 am (UTC)Rosie
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