Low and Down
Not feeling in a great mood emotionally this morning. Not really sure why. I did run my five miles. But, I had no enthusiasm or joy in it. I am going to work to lecture on some “big” thoughts as well, but I do not really care. In one class I need to talk and work through the properties of how proteins shape cell membrane function in terms of physiology. In my other course, I need to talk about the origins of language referencing the the array of work looking at the neuroscience and neuroanatomy that controls the development of bird song. Yawn.
Truth-be-told, I would rather be curled up in bed, listening to NPR, drinking a big ‘ole coffee, smoking my pipe, and reading a detective novel.
But, such is life. During my run I kept hearing in my mind Tevye, From “Fiddler on the Roof” singing “If I Were a Rich Man”.
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4 Comments:
Yes, Tevye had his own ideas of what he would do if he didn't have to work all day. I think the dead of winter brings ideas of curling up in bed all day. When I crawl out of bed these days, I find myself thinking about how long it will be until I can crawl back in again.
I am sure that the time of year has something to do with. It was Blue Monday this week.
maybe you need to take a week off and just say fuck it..recharge your batteries..works for me.
I think I read somewhere that January 24-ish is the most depressing day of the year. I think that's probably accurate. Hang in there, Spring will return.
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