Teachers brain

I woke up this morning with a need to draw the feeling I have when I wake up. Namely: chaos. Utterly totaly chaos. And I am the only one that can fix everything.





But. It can not be done.

I am a teacher, and I work with a everlasting stream of problems. Just like in the dream, I can not fix everything. Even if thats what I’m ment to do as a teacher. It really is an impossible jobb.

So many people does so much important. And some of us sacrifice our sleep and rest doing important work. Take some time to name five. Just five careers to choose from that’s enormouly important, but few think about. And maybe, just maybe, what you can do to make it better.