J. Alfred Prufrock, worker bee [work]

[rebeccmeister]

We definitely read T.S. Eliot's poem in high school, and it definitely fills me with a certain sense of glee, just to to think of it.

Also ever since I learned of it, I've been cognizant of the fallacy of relative privation, which is helpful for appreciating that my grumblings still have legitimacy even while people in Ukraine and elsewhere are experiencing hardships far beyond my own.

Anyway, work. Even with a much smaller class size, Tuesdays are long, tough days, because there are still 2, 4-hour labs, back-to-back. Especially the Tuesdays where I have rowing meetings right after lab, such that I get home late and all I can do is try to eat something and crawl into bed, the cats unhappy because no one has been at home to play with them. So I'm just feeling like it's very much the middle of the semester, where it's hard to do much of anything outside of the daily grind, and the daily grind rarely imparts a sense of net progress. We do have spring "break" next week, so at least I'll have a chance to get caught up on grading.

I think maybe one of the hardest parts is getting hit by those moments of, is this what my life is going to be? There is net good, but there is also so much tedium, even on the college level. I know I'll get through, but damn, work is a lot of work. Just remember that when you talk to educators.

On that note, time to get back on the road to campus.

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[cmcmck]

If I believed that my answer was to someone
who would never return to the world,
This flame would remain without further shocks.
But since no one ever returns from this depth alive,
If I hear the truth,
Without fear of infamy I answer you.

[rebeccmeister]

<3

I can't remember now whether I ever read the entirety of Inferno. That might be interesting to revisit!

[cmcmck]

I went through it in the middle Italian many years back when I was learning the language.