…is a wonderful day. the sun has been shining and memories of the rainy, windy days that we have been experiencing have quickly faded away.
But…here I sit, still writing and correcting my dissertation. I don’t want to be doing this, I want to be out somewhere lying on the grass, rolling around enjoying the day, drinking a cold beer, relaxing, doing nothing, doing everything – except thinking and writing and thinking about writing.
You know things are bad when you are looking forward to a load of washing to finish so that you can get outside and hang it on the line – but wait – was that the machine spinning out for the last time? Joy, bliss.