mired
March 28, 2010
That’s the best verb I can come up with to describe my state of being at the moment. I am mired. Not admired, unfortunately–though there’s at least one person I can count on who feels that way. But between being completely stalled out on my diss, financially and logistically screwed by a roommate suddenly departing months ahead of schedule, and honest-to-god nervous about my 9 April conference talk… I’m wading hip-deep in sludge, unable to see what dangers and/or toxins might lurk below the surface.
(Is it any wonder that I’m so tired?)
My goal for the week of spring break is not so much practical–I already know what tasks I must accomplish–but psychological. Please, let me find something spiritually uplifting. Let me find some joy again, already. I am not an undeserving creature. I am doing my level best to be a good person in this world.
