11:57 a.m. - July 29, 2003
But last night after I was dropped off I struggled to sleep and gave up, instead reading and watching television until 4:30. I couldn't tell you what I'm thinking about or worrying about or fretting over because I don't even know. It's just a concordance I carry with me in my head, tabbed and cross-referenced with everything until selecting one issue is fruitless because it's all tangled together and must be excised together. I'm not making any sense today.
This after perhaps one of the most fun mornings I've had in memory: I love this section's students and it's non-stop discussion, laughter, and excellent insight. Surprisingly, it's a bit of an older crowd; I'd say the average age is at least 30 and I fit in much better with them than I do my own peers. I wonder why that is, but I've always been like that.
There's much to talk about but coherence is swimming in circles and I best shove off now.