Out-of-town students will be arriving in Chicago soon, and classes will resume the week leading into Labor Day. We'll do another little getaway in a couple of weeks, but I have to report for duty before that. Last year, the first prof who greeted me upon my arrival said: "you look like I feel. Don't want to be back yet, eh?"
I'll try to wear my happy face this time. The flood of new patients always makes my head spin at first. Eventually, I get my bearings, but it's especially mentally taxing for a month or so as I become familiarized with a new crop of intensely anxious patients. They aren't just anxious about the challenges they're bringing to therapy. They're anxious about therapy itself. That's normal and I expect that, but it's a lot to handle when all that tension arrives in one big wave.