Dropping Off
I’m taking the usual red eye back to Bos tonight. I planned to return a couple of days earlier, but it’s always difficult to leave. I knew my departure date wasn’t going to work out, but lofty goals are what thesis’ing is all about.
And the goals were mighty high. I did not complete even remotely what I set out to do while enjoying a surplus of vitamin D, but I’m not so sure I was even able going to be able to in the first place. Home was so good though. And still quite helpful. Motivating! I had several meetings regarding the thesis and am happy to report I officially have a singer locked into place for collaboration with the final project. Yes, singing will be involved.
I had originally planned to have a first draft of my written thesis by today. That definitely did not happen, and the antagonizing relationship between writing and seeing friends was trying. And in the end I should have played more than I did because I think it was better for the soul than trying to write anyways. That reality kicking in though as I pack my things, I realize that I’ll be moving into the Tufts library on Tuesday and instilling a four day per week writing schedules at the very least to make it to my first draft Jan 19 goal. I also am still going to head down to NYC for another thesis related meeting with this amazing person and to see this show and this show and this show, which I’m very excited about. That’ll cost me, but very necessary.
So things are only going to get exponentially more difficult. I’m shooting for a production date of late February, but the balancing act is already getting intense. I’m not sure why I always make things as difficult as they need to be, but I’ve now realized that’s just how it’s going to be, and that’s OK.
So I’ll see you all on 5 April, but until then don’t count on much, I’m dropping off and there is a lot of nervous energy.