Numbers and equations are the only thing that's real. The only thing that matters, the only thing that can keep you working night after night, lost in a heaven of pure science. Why is it a problem if sometimes you get distracted and forget that your students are waiting in class? Or you miss a stupid deadline for something so venial as a grant application? They call you strange, even crazy, but the truth is that they are only sad people that can not see the beauty that you see. They even forced you to attend to this stupid event, said that networking will be good for your career. It would be nice to find someone interested in your beautiful equations, but you don't have so much hope about it.