Day One of sabbatical is sunny, brisk, and lazy so far.
I had a few minutes yesterday of “what’s my purpose now? Who am I? Does anyone need me?”. Drifting off into a nap, these were the thoughts on my mind.
The whole scenario is odd: I leave work one day, not to return for nearly five months.
Had this sabbatical been a full semester, instead of a split (part Fall, part Spring), I’d have eased into it with a summer buffer or a winter holiday break. But no — finish a faculty meeting and a photo shoot, and bye-bye.
The emotions associated with this are strange.
But I’m still celebrating with a steak dinner tonight. (Last night was homemade tacos.)
