Think, But Not Too Much

I don’t understand why others don’t grab onto ideas and roll with them in the same way I do. What do they not get? What do they see in the soap opera trivia of day to day life? What do they find so fascinating?

I wonder why I still won’t let go of the control of my classes more? I tell people that my students, our students, are smarter than we allow them to be. Yet i don’t allow them to be as smart as they are either. Why?

I spend much of my time thinking, dwelling over ideas and events, trying to figure out how they make sense with each other. I try to make meaning, a meaning (and that is perhaps my downfall), out of the chaos of the world.