And on the sabbath, he rested

My first semester as a professor was the fall of 1999. What I remember the most was the intensity. It was like a constant sprint except I didn’t always know where or why I was running. Then, sometime in October a Friday afternoon arrived when there wasn’t something I urgently had to do. I had a choice of what to do with my time. Exhausted from weeks of sensory overload, I went to sleep.

Just under 30 minutes ago, the clock rolled over to midnight eastern time. I am now officially on sabbatical for the first time after 11 years of a mad dash. And I’m celebrating by going to sleep. A full report on the trip and the new digs will be forthcoming.

2 replies on “And on the sabbath, he rested”

  1. Wonderful! Having spent the last week fully immersed in the Tanakh in order to complete my talk about women and the Hebrew bible, I love your biblical allusion

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