It is proven; you can endure a lot of stress and travail if you are expecting it, or even hoping for it. Mid-December I was contacted by an academic friend with the news of an impending crisis that was also an opportunity for me. 2 Jan. I was dropped into a full-time teaching load that started on the 3rd, in a city where I do not live. I had little more than some sketchy power-point slides from my predecessors and what relevant material I already had in my head. I’m a week in and I may actually recognize the vague glow suggesting that I actually enjoy this. It cost me a lot to get here and unlike most every other stage in this long march, this is one place I hoped to be.
That makes anything worth enduring.
Pen, Book, Sword. 