Who am I and What am I Doing Here?

A Dark Night of the Soul, or Something Like That

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There have been countless moments over the past month in which I’ve wanted to write to you, wonderful Navel Gazing community, yet I couldn’t find the words.

Something happened to me after I turned in my final book revision.

The electric energy propelling me forward lost its charge.

My insides turned into a dark, viscous goo.

I woke up sometime in November after years of 60 hour work weeks not knowing who I was, but there was little time to reflect. Papers needed grading, classes needed teaching, and I still had to prepare for my doctoral exams, which are coming up in February. So I did those things.

Then, when the semester ended in mid-December, I drove to New Orleans for a pet-sitting gig. Leaving Tallahassee (and Florida) was essential.

I’ve been in NoLa for ten days, and I leave on January 5th, a day before the new semester starts. It’s more time and space than I’v…