Dashboard Light

Feel

My feelings are dashboard lights.

I don’t yell at the oil light for coming on.
I don’t call the gas light weak for its signal.
I notice because it’s telling me something.

I do this a lot:

• tired becomes lazy,

• angry becomes unprofessional,

• numb becomes failure.

But my feeling’s not a verdict.
It’s information.

I’m starting here:

today doesn’t need a fix.
It just needs naming.

How would you finish this:
Today I feel ______.

See you in class,

J