[NON-BLOG] Transitions
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serod reported, I went to the Grad Club last night drinking with him and heraclitus, talking about such things (as serod noted) as "politics, literature, alternate history, and Alan Moore graphic novels." Said gentleman left early, and I spent a bit longer with heraclitus, chatting about philosophical concepts of identity, definitions of addiction, and so on. It was time well-spent, even if I really couldn't have afforded to spend it.
I mention this simply because I realized, last night, that I just feel the way I did two years ago, working on my Honours essay. That is to say, I'm feeling really burned out. I find it incredibly difficult to get the energy to write my essays properly, to my dismay; things seem to drag terribly. The last time I felt this kind of lethargy was two years ago, when I just couldn't right. That time, I had to stay an extra year to complete my Honours essay. That extra year went quite nicely for me, all said--I perfected my Honours essay, I took advantage of the extra year to socialize with my future posse on the Island, I picked up a history minor, I was able to mature more securely. Staying extra, though, isn't an option in this case. Not nearly.
Of course, two years ago I had burn-out coupled with non-trivial turmoil over my sexual orientation; that second factor is, thankfully, not present. But still. I don't know what I'll be doing in two months' time, or three. (Well, I do know that I'll be drinking withserod and heraclitus on the 30th of June, in Toronto, as we watch news of the handover of power in Iraq to the provisional government on CNN somewhere. Assuming I don't fail completely in the big city.) That's interesting, and that's cause of not a little concern. I just know that there's going to be an impending shift of my life, away from my well-trodden role as student. Innovation, and resilience, will be necessities.
serod reported, I went to the Grad Club last night drinking with him and heraclitus, talking about such things (as serod noted) as "politics, literature, alternate history, and Alan Moore graphic novels." Said gentleman left early, and I spent a bit longer with heraclitus, chatting about philosophical concepts of identity, definitions of addiction, and so on. It was time well-spent, even if I really couldn't have afforded to spend it.I mention this simply because I realized, last night, that I just feel the way I did two years ago, working on my Honours essay. That is to say, I'm feeling really burned out. I find it incredibly difficult to get the energy to write my essays properly, to my dismay; things seem to drag terribly. The last time I felt this kind of lethargy was two years ago, when I just couldn't right. That time, I had to stay an extra year to complete my Honours essay. That extra year went quite nicely for me, all said--I perfected my Honours essay, I took advantage of the extra year to socialize with my future posse on the Island, I picked up a history minor, I was able to mature more securely. Staying extra, though, isn't an option in this case. Not nearly.
Of course, two years ago I had burn-out coupled with non-trivial turmoil over my sexual orientation; that second factor is, thankfully, not present. But still. I don't know what I'll be doing in two months' time, or three. (Well, I do know that I'll be drinking with
serod and heraclitus on the 30th of June, in Toronto, as we watch news of the handover of power in Iraq to the provisional government on CNN somewhere. Assuming I don't fail completely in the big city.) That's interesting, and that's cause of not a little concern. I just know that there's going to be an impending shift of my life, away from my well-trodden role as student. Innovation, and resilience, will be necessities.
