I spent

the morning at the library going through theories of mechanical behavior of plates and shells. Ah, I miss all that math and physics of mechanics. I loved them so much. Now that I am spending all my time somewhere in...
For some reason, I came to write about these and as soon as I write those two lines I realized that I wanted to say something completely different. Maybe it's the pouring down of rain for the last few days, maybe it is that I miss the sun. Maybe it is that I come every day to the office but I don't feel like doing anything, just because there is nothing I can really do. Maybe it is because of this idea of doom that I feel has fallen over me. Maybe it is just that so often I forget to smile (I just did it now and it feels good!). Maybe it's thinking about being away from tiger for two weeks... too many maybes.
Maybe it is just that I need along vacation away all what weights me down...Hey, am I not going to do that pretty soon? For some reason I just feel like I am trading one kind of worries for another kind of them.