Tiredness is Not a Virtue

And resting is not sinful—a reminder I needed this summer

Earlier this summer, I had a realization. I was tired. Not just physically and mentally tired, but existentially tired, somehow. I was tired of existing in a state that had felt like all rush, constant hustle, unending obligations, for the last ten years—since I moved to Ithaca to teach at Cornell in 2013. The tenure clock. Papers and books. A baby. The…