at some point in the day i started feeling guilty, and went back to the job stuff.
as for how it went, though,
i felt rusty, like i hadn't exercised in a while;
i felt slow and plodding.
it still felt right.
just like exercise, the first workout in a while is always tiring, the fatigue familiar yet strangely welcome.
the days after that followed the same way and like exercise, i felt more and more fit. coincidentally, i finally have a complete draft of that statement. [1]
today, i feel good:
i kept at the problem and made some small progress,
taught two classes and held one office hour,
and even thought about ..
[winces]
.. the teaching statement. i think it will go well, though.
it's strange just to say that things are going (relatively) well. then again, we academics are a frustrated lot; often i hear more bad than good.
[0] in case you're curious, it's about the heιsenberg grοup.
[1] i'm not reading any morals from this. at some point that kind of writing reaches an end, anyway.
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