(I know it's not Thursday yet, but I'm going to be busy tomorrow. Also for most of the weekend, so I won't be doing much blog stuff 'til next week)
Reminds me of teaching, especially in that first year.
"Knots" (1970)
- R. D. Laing [via]
There is something I don't know
that I am supposed to know.
I don't know what it is I don't know,
and yet I am supposed to know,
And I feel I look stupid
if I seem both not to know it
and not know what it is I don't know.
Therefore, I pretend I know it.
There is nerve-wracking since I don't
know what I must pretend to know.
Therefore, I pretend I know everything.
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