Feelings oscillating between despair, a slight sense of hope, a feeling that everything will probably be okay, mind-boggling terror, and back to despair again. All in a day. Still no apathy though, which I believe is a positive sign. I have never worked so hard for a course as in this one, and I’m dead set on handing in all the reports and passing the oral exams. The slightest sense of doubt could tear my motivation apart right now, so I won’t allow myself to break the illusion of that I have actually learned quite a few things, possibly even enough. I might not succeed, but however low the chances are I’m sure as hell going to try. Soon, I keep telling myself, I can stop driving myself insane with work.
Oh, and in case someone had missed it: Tori Amos’ latest album Night of Hunters is truly magnificent. Even exceeding my expectations of Tori, which is not to say a little. It helps me keep what’s left of my sanity more or less intact right now. If you’re a fan of her, you should check it out!
Physics and music,
Winterdragon
P.S. No, the title doesn’t make sense to me either. This is what happens after fourteen hours of more or less constant studying.
