One painfully obvious example of how body and mind is connected, is the state of my head these last two weeks. I do not think I have been really ill more than a few days, but in the days before and after my head feels like its stuffed with cotton, and every conscious thought needs to make it's way through it slowly and deliberately.
Unconscious thinking seems unreal, from this perspective. Whenever I relax and let my guard down, I miscalculate the distance to my chair, or forgets to hold on to my glass of water, or something equally ridiculous.
But I have my bags packed, and my train tickets ready to go see my class and my supervisor friday. At this point it seems more useful to meet them and get some feedback than to continue this ghostwriting.
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