An Open Exchange of Ideas
"An Open Exchange of Ideas," 4" x 6", intaglio, 2009. Edition of 7, printed on Fabriano Murillo paper.
Just when things were starting to go smoothly this quarter, I caught another cold this week. That's the 2nd time I've been sick since the beginning of October. I usually manage to hold off illnesses until right after a deadline (one of my superpowers, I guess), but now the timing couldn't be worse. This was my marathon week (I've been a studio assistant this quarter, which means that I'm pretty much always there anyways, but with all the holidays I had to load up a ton of studio time during the last couple weeks of the quarter), and instead of just being physically tired, I'm now completely physically and mentally exhausted, and unsure if I'm going to be able to get the work done that I need to.
Just when things were starting to go smoothly this quarter, I caught another cold this week. That's the 2nd time I've been sick since the beginning of October. I usually manage to hold off illnesses until right after a deadline (one of my superpowers, I guess), but now the timing couldn't be worse. This was my marathon week (I've been a studio assistant this quarter, which means that I'm pretty much always there anyways, but with all the holidays I had to load up a ton of studio time during the last couple weeks of the quarter), and instead of just being physically tired, I'm now completely physically and mentally exhausted, and unsure if I'm going to be able to get the work done that I need to.
To top off everything, I've lost my voice for the last couple of days (and who knows how long before it returns). It's bad enough to have to deal with all the joys of a bad cold, but not being able to do simple things like talk with my girlfriend on the phone, sing along with a favorite song on the radio, or even communicate with people around me has beaten me into the ground. I know that it's the bad attitude and overwhelming negativity that always seems to come with being my sick, but trying to muster up the fight to get done what has to get done seems absolutely impossible right now. Sigh... It would be impossible to overstate how frustrated I am right now. Under better circumstances, I'd channel that frustration into work, but that's not possible now either.
Happy Thanksgiving...
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