I am exhausted. I work too much. Crazy, novel thought, but true. What I'm doing is a "labor of love". People say that. It's a term they use when they think their work is important. Yes, the curriculums I'm adding to my work are important, but they're professionally important. We're not eliminating poverty or world debt here. We're not even growing free range chickens. SO just how important could my work be?
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