This weekend has been relaxed, but I don’t regret it. The weather could have gotten under my skin more – heck, if I had been more resolved to do more yesterday, the humidity and heat alone might have caused me injury.
Spent dinner reading Natural Right and History to myself, pretending as if I were being lectured while munching. It’s a good way to work, with coffee and cake and water right in front of one, while reading one line at a time, stopping, wondering, writing, then moving to the next line, scratching out the previous sentence written, and stopping and wondering and writing again.
For whatever reason, whenever I’m in front of the computer I feel rushed. I feel like the dissertation has to be written, the blog has to be promoted, everyone I know has to be contacted otherwise I’m neglecting them, and of course new essays have to be written for the audience here. I don’t mind that feeling sometimes, but with the dissertation requiring a bit more planning, it isn’t the greatest feeling in the world.
Will be back in Jersey very soon, about a week away. If I have been neglectful and not been in touch with some of you, please contact me.