Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,
‘Twas sad as sad could be ;
And we did speak only to break
The silence of the sea !
All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody Sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the Moon.
Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion ;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
But I think I’ve just gotten over a rather large case of them. It’s funny to think that it took so much focus to get myself here…but that it only took two months to make me step back and reevaluate my limitations and goals.
Well, and I know I’m only human.
Anyhow, I think I’m back on track again. Learning is tough, but if it weren’t tough, we wouldn’t be learning. Or something like that. I’ve had a few sobering moments in the last couple of weeks but I think I’ve got it mostly sorted out now. I have a pretty solid idea of what direction I want to take my thesis in and a couple of good ideas for the summer. And while I’m still struggling with the language, there has been progress and there should be more progress in the near future.
Goodness, what a lot to do!
Ah! That nice glass teapot? 110 RMB down from 150RMB and also includes a glass tea-candle warmer that is not shown. Damaicha inside was 12RMB for 500 grams, I think.