I'm slowly settling into a realization of just how much work teaching actually takes. The answer is basically enough that I have zero free time whatsoever. (It supposedly changes around your third year when you start really getting the hang of things. It'll be nice if I have the opportunity to find that out.)
The conclusion is that you have to keep your head up even for things as minor as walking across campus for lunch. And, now that my head is up more, I'm noticing some strange things... like the fact that everyone on campus now looks exactly like everyone 15 years ago. Perhaps it's just that the design of the Whitman sweatshirt hasn't changed, but it's kind of odd thinking "Hey! I know that guy!" and then quickly realizing that "No, no I don't." I actually think it's a sign that people look more alike than they look differently. We all have a doppelgänger out there somewhere.
On the flip side of the coin, I got a chance to really look at my students while they were taking a test yesterday. It was a long hour of doing little more than sitting, so there wasn't much else. There were a couple interesting realizations. First, I know the names of about forty of the fifty-two students in my class. Second, there are a couple of them that I'm pretty much convinced I never saw before the test. "Woah, who the frak is that?" Third, there were also a few moments of "Woah. Who the frak is that?", only the other way.