Why does everything seem to take far, far longer than originally intended?
In the words of John Steinbeck: “The best laid plans of mice and men go oft awry.” That’s precisely how I feel right now.
This week, I returned to London for what I hoped would be 10 days of rest and relaxation. Well, not really relaxation as I’ve been doing work all week as usual, but at least rest.
I had a rapturous, euphoric time seeing Gorillaz live at the London O2 Arena. But this has been the one bright spark amid a sea of pressing deadlines and unfortunate setbacks.
Working through the night, I managed to miss one of the driving lessons I’d booked. I barely submitted my dissertation progress report before the online deadline on Friday, and I still haven’t gotten as far as planned with it yet. And to top things off, the replacement 60GB PS3 which I got in July has stopped reading discs entirely!
I feel more and more like I’m dragging a huge boulder up hill. Yet, try as I might, I’m still getting no closer to the summit.
Sorry to be so negative – just seem to be filling this space with angst. I’ve been planning to find the time to blog for weeks as so much has happened. I will find the time… eventually.
I’m going to crack on now, and listen to some Aloe Blacc to get me through. Peace.
Image: On Melancholy