The Times They Are A Changin'

Let's start with Bob Dylan, shall we?

"Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'."

Had a relatively good weekend, all things considered, even though it didn't start out that way. I saw "Pride and Glory" with a friend, had a great steak dinner, watched sports, slept in, and all in all tried to reassemble my world order. Lots going on, here, folks, beyond the typical school stuff. I suppose the greatest seismic shift that occurred for me this weekend was a radical shift in the personal geography. I guess after all this time reality caught up to me and the landscape changed. The tectonics of my personal life are forces that I try to keep stable, but sometimes a confluence of events overwhelms the berms, and I get shaken. Unfortunately, this latest earth quake, which I should have seen coming but was blissfully squatting with my head in the sand, disrupted my stability so much that I lashed out at those around me, those who were innocent and unaware, and I ended up looking like a real ass.

For those who happen to read this, take heed: keep your personal crap to yourself and don't unload on people unless they are aware and able to help. Otherwise, you end up like me, having a weekend of silent brooding and agonizing over an apology that you can't make until Monday.

And, if you're keeping score (who is?), it took me two days to reestablish the bedrock of my personal life. I feel fine, now, and actually have evaluated the past week's events as positive, life affirming steps. In the language of my students, it's all good. Now I can move forward. Now I can take that step that I've been longing to.

Not a bad weekend at all.