But breaking the bloody glass won't hold up the weather*
Have been feeling somewhat low-spirited for a while now.
Partly this is surely due to external events over which I have little or no control (or feel I have little or no control) -
Like the current government rolling back the welfare state to the point that I anticipate that the next move is some rebranded version of the workhouse (and don't get me started on an Education Secretary who incarnates Gradgrind, or possibly Wackford Squeers).
Like the long, long, cold spell, that currently mocks with bright sunshine and blue skies accompanied by bitter winds and near-freezing temperatures. (Houndz of Spring sleeping by fire.)
Like various impending work upheavals.
And partly due, I think, to various more personal factors, such as still rather slowly recovering from the stresses and strains of last year, which is probably the reason as much as anything why I am not engaging with the conference keynote paper with the enthusiasm I might have done, which is also depressing me.
ETA: someone with whom I am involved in A Project is trying to set up a Saturday workshopping event during May-June, and, you know, in spite of my trying to limit my commitments, between academic stuff, holiday, and work scheduling, there's hardly a weekend I'd consider completely free during the 2 months (I don't consider 'Saturday before I am travelling to conference/USA' more than technically free). See also, trying to find time to use my vouchers for self-indulgent massage treatments. Aaaaaargh.
*Louis MacNeice, Bagpipe Music
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