I’ve become something of a generalist; a genericist, teaching anything that anyone wants at any time. Someone jokes I should get a scooter and a pager and teach emergency philosophy, seeing as I’m constantly running around teaching as if on call anyway.
IT on the state of her life. The above is familiar. I am looking forward to teaching a course again. Not because of the course, but because of the ‘again’.
I like IT’s post. Especially the contradictory dimensions of too-much/not-enough work, impersonal/personable relations, and giving up/losing. It has a fervent stalled energy of harried tarrying, of rushing on the spot.