Feet in the shit, head in the clouds.

Beautiful discussion in my class today. Just beautiful. One of the best classes I've ever had; the kind of thing that makes you stand taller, breathe deeper, and think, "Okay, that's why I do this stuff. And yes, there is a point to wading through the waist-high shit, after all, if it leads to two hours as marvelous as those." It derailed my entire lesson plan, but I just let it go, because, well, sometimes you have to discuss what needs to be discussed rather than what you thought you were going to discuss.

I also realized that I really have to start taking my own advice. I need to start doing some freewriting for this dissertation thing. I have to make the vastness of the task less daunting. I have to start filling up the void with something.

Of course, now I have to roll up my sleeves and get to work on the huge pile of papers I agreed to grade for a faculty member. Just from the few I've read, I can tell it'll be a painful process, but at least I have those two hours this morning to keep me going.