No time for sharing highly philosophical thoughts today. It's 12:25 AM and I am yet to start writing a huge analysis paper about insurgent and counter-insurgent forces in Iraq. I confess I am oddly enthused by this whole world-conflicts thing, but it is at times like tonight - nine hours before my paper is due - that I find myself wishing I was taking a therapeutic sculpture class rather than a mind-stretching one.
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If you've just read the above paragraph, ignore it. As much as I complain, I know that being intellectually challenged is one of those things I appreciate as much as one may (truly) appreciate winter or coffee with no sugar.
1 comment:
I love being mentally challenged (??? Okay, that did not sound too good) but when I don't have deadlines. I hate doing any kind of creative work when I'm in a hurry. Or when I'm tired. The only problem is that I end up rarely doing anything creative... and that SUCKS!!! Creating is so necessary for us, humans (as far as I'm concerned, at least). It is one of the few moments I feel I'm not wasting my time. Bjos!!! And I hope you could finish that!
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