The Pressure of Being a Know-It-All
Another day of teaching. That’s my work. The day is not half over, and I’m overcome by tremendous tiredness.
I see my eyes in the camera I look at every day in this online world; they are red, with black bags under them. I have the sudden feeling of scratching them while at the same time concentrating on speaking good English while giving Portuguese lessons.
I know I am switching words and using ‘nice’ too often. But while the exhaustion is more than evident, I am already thinking about what I might do in my spare time.
Strangely, instead of dreaming of being still, relaxing, and resting, I :
- feel the urge to pick up three or four books and finish them;
- Or I plan on reflecting on an exciting topic, studying it, and writing about it here,
- Or, if that doesn't work, I also want to go back to Greek classes or continue German lessons.
I finish the lessons, pick up the books, and open them all while I too open the computer to write words. Or I grab a notebook and a pen and start scribbling down topics and trying to write about one of them. I now have dozens of drafts here waiting to be finished.
This is all done with some YouTube video in the background, alternating with something funny and something more…
