What Am I Doing Up Here in Front of This Classroom?

I'm still working at home at 1:15 a.m. Feels like I have to stay up for the rest of my life. I could go get a handful of cereal from the box, but then I'd just have to sit back down again. Four more papers to read. Middle of the night, lights blazing.

It's my first year as a college teacher. I'm 30 years old.

My office on the campus has a yellow 1970s chair, an orange 1970s chair, a veneer table, and mostly empty metal bookshelves. In one corner there's a giant old overhead

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