Yes, I remember this.
16 Dec 2002 21:07![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
veekA week after semester's end (for me, anyway -- it doesn't officially end until the 20th), my schedule is full up again. This is good: post-semester depression hit me rather harder this time around. I guess, this was the first semester I've really been doing exactly what I want to be doing; and so even more energy went into it than is usual, now that I could concentrate on work and not on proving myself to strangers through proposals, committee meetings and pointless exams.
For all its exhaustion, it's been a good semester. Now that it's been over for a week, and I've caught my breath (er, I think), there's been some wonderful reconnecting with people, as well.
Nevertheless, I am sad; the reasons are personal, and this too will subside, there's nothing to do about it. When major bad events happen, they tend to overshadow the good, no matter how much good there is. This is a pity, and it's a challenge to keep things in perspective. So I busy myself instead, with writing another conference paper, building a syllabus, writing upwards of 30 pages' worth of theory, going to the MLA conference, getting through every single relevant primary source at the Harvard libraries, and spending time with people in meaningful ways -- all of this before the end of January.
If, by the end of January, I've actually accomplished all of these things, I'll be damned impressed and chipper and more importantly, on schedule. It's good to have work to do, and it is so, so good to be surrounded by good folk.
For all its exhaustion, it's been a good semester. Now that it's been over for a week, and I've caught my breath (er, I think), there's been some wonderful reconnecting with people, as well.
Nevertheless, I am sad; the reasons are personal, and this too will subside, there's nothing to do about it. When major bad events happen, they tend to overshadow the good, no matter how much good there is. This is a pity, and it's a challenge to keep things in perspective. So I busy myself instead, with writing another conference paper, building a syllabus, writing upwards of 30 pages' worth of theory, going to the MLA conference, getting through every single relevant primary source at the Harvard libraries, and spending time with people in meaningful ways -- all of this before the end of January.
If, by the end of January, I've actually accomplished all of these things, I'll be damned impressed and chipper and more importantly, on schedule. It's good to have work to do, and it is so, so good to be surrounded by good folk.
