It's weird, because I don't feel like, for the most part, there's much to talk about, and, yet, it's clear, from starting last week to talk about it that doing so is really good -- possibly essential -- for my mental state. So: Yes, life is hard right now, but in that way that I think will bear juicy and delicious fruit. Eventually.
Another thing improving this week is the Monday holiday. Instead of Monday kicking my ass, it was a mellow, low key day that concluded with excellent company, wine, and a haircut. Monday's classes meet on Thursday instead, but one of the three is cancelled, so even that is more humane than usual. As with everything else that's hard about this term, there's nothing for me to do about the fact that Mondays are brutal, but this week sure is a welcome reprieve.