I've come to realize that this chapter I'm in the process of writing is the Wednesday of my dissertation. Once I finish writing about Disgrace, the bulk of my dissertation will be completed, both in terms of pages produced and researched performed and that will no doubt result in some pretty significant psychological benefits. Right now, though, it feels like it's about 9:42 on that metaphoric Wednesday morning and, knowing that I will be working overtime well into the night, I kinda want some coffee.
As far as today went, it was a pretty productive Sunday. I got some writing done early and spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what to do with myself. As it turns out, I spent a good chunk of time listening to old bluegrass (Flatt & Scruggs, Bill Monroe, Carter Stanley, and the Osborne Brothers) and Leadbelly records. It was nice.
For tomorrow: Read or write.