4/4

The rhythm of my body has become unpredictable. Weeks of no rest, sparse food, sparse sleep, and transitory places have left me in shambles. The dreams I do have feel as if I’m awake, and in those dreams I’m still learning lessons. My mind has no way to relax.

And yet…

Our Relationship to Learning

I wonder what learning looked like before the Internet. There are the obvious scenarios that come to mind; a woman in a poodle skirt in a library. A family gathered around the living room radio cupping their ears in anticipation. A tall man with slicked back hair nodding emphatically to a stern but wise professor pointing a stick to a board. Well, that’s what I imagine.