I'm supposed to be sound asleep right now but my mind kept gnawing on an upcoming reading assignment in my Comedy class and I had a sudden epiphany about how to introduce an important concept, so of course I had to get up and write it down.
This happens a lot--unexpected epiphanies disturbing my sleep. Just the other night I woke up in the middle of the night knowing how to present a particular concept in African-American Lit. But here's the thing: these late-night epiphanies are always in aid of literature classes and not freshman writing classes. Always.
So right now I ought to be getting a good solid chunk of sleep so I'll be prepared to teach my two freshman classes in the morning, but instead I'm obsessing over something I won't even need to think about until next week. My epiphanies clearly have no concern for my teaching schedule. Halfway through class I'll be struggling to make sense through a sleep-deprived fog and I'll just have to apologize to my poor suffering students. "Sorry," I'll say; "The epiphany ate my homework."