Like the end of an Apple press conference; there are one more things.
Plural, because there is actually two more things.
I forgot to mention that earlier this morning, the energy I was feeling almost overtook me. As I was talking to Chris, it almost felt like I was going to leave my body or the world would end soon or something momentous would occur. I remember doing my best to keep those feelings under control while in the middle of a conversation.
Second thing was Omar. We had time to kill, and so I decided to teach him how to read an ISO, or blueprint.
I loved doing it. My voice was teacher-ly. I was patient, kind and supportive. Generous and empathic.
I think I was born to teach. But with my shitty hearing, that's not going to happen anytime soon.
I've been feeling that for awhile. How easily and readily the teacher role fits me. One on one, and in person. I can think of several examples in the past where I've taught someone a skill or ability, and I've really enjoyed doing it.
I think I'd make a pretty awesome teacher someday. Maybe a tutor. But that can't be so easy to get into.
Perhaps someday I will find my niche. And I will wonder all along how I did not arrive at it sooner.
Love you blog. Love you David.
Love you God.
Time for my soul to rest. New day tomorrow.
New opportunities and challenges.
Come at me bro.
(gulps)
I'm ready enough 😅
