Today I wrote my proposal. I'd show you, but there's not really any 'you' to show it to. Maybe I will anyway, later, when I 'hand' it in.
Hearing bad things about the performance centre. That distracted me for a while. As did Tilly, and Alex, and the silent boys.
Getting frustrated. Can't really work when frustrated. It seems like there are ideal conditions for working. Or like, there is only one emotion-space in which I can work. To work, I have to constantly regulate myself, try to reach that space. Perhaps exploring where that space is, its characteristics, and what I do to reach it, could be interesting. Ref. caffeine, food, etc.
Going home, eating food, etc. More later.
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