I've been doing a large amount of reading over the last few weeks, along with some random note-taking, in an effort to put together a research proposal for my PhD. It must have been percolating through my brain more than I realised, because I woke up this morning with some well-formed ideas running through my head, and so got up and sat in my dressing gown, and in about 20 minutes flat drew up an initial chapter outline. It's such a relief for several reasons: that my brain can process things by itself; that I think, subconsciously, the 'pressure' of all the information I've taken in has been building and stressing me out a little, so it's good to have it spew out again in some semblance of order; and last, but not least, that I have something that is both viable as a research proposal, and that I'm excited about working on.
The other thing in my brain at the mo is Sherlock, and especially the final episode. All I could do on Sunday and Monday was squeal incoherently on Facebook and Twitter, so it's good that people are still posting reactions to it, because I know I'm still organising my thoughts.
communicator's post about it
here is great, and particularly
spacefall's
comment, which encapsulates John and Sherlock's relationship perfectly.