Sep 08, 2009 02:05
Just finished a math problem this evening that I'd been working on for the past week. Like every time in my life I've felt like I was close to breaking new ground in mathematics, the results were disappointing. I've been doing pretty well lately, enjoying and coping with my classes better than I expected, fairly high ratio of good moods to bad. So I'm trying not to let it get me down, but I'm feeling... what's the word?... icky.
Mathematics is a cruel hobby. One false assertion can render any amount of work meaningless. I wish I had spent that time doing something creative, or at least meditative.
Eh.
Venting to the webs helps. I think I might be able to sleep now.