This week I started from zero and it felt good, although the flu hit on Thursday afternoon like a ton of bricks. LITERALLY. I was in bed from Thursday afternoon all the way till Friday night. Still feel reinvigorated though.
On Saturday afternoon, a little grumpy after my dad told me categorically that I COULD NOT GO OUT that night (which he relented on later, thank goodness or else I wouldn’t have had the chance to eat those spicy buffalo wings that gave me agonizing indigestion the whole night after) I watched a Chinese TV lecture on Habermas – the cleft-lipped post-Marxist German philosopher of communicative rationality! It actually felt like a chance meeting with an old friend. Even though I never understood Habermas (loved him all the same), it hit on a long-lost nerve.
I admit I came away thinking to myself, maybe I shouldn’t give up on the PhD idea just yet. I just can’t convince myself that being a thinker constitutes a real, full-time profession.
Then again I’ve been thinking over and over these days that what I end up achieving in life, if anything, will be done in spite of what I am full-time, not because of it.
agreed.
feel better!