And in truth, in part, I feel kind of empty now , with no distinct or clear goal in mind. I’m suffering from what seems to be the intellectual equivalent of an “empty womb”. Just like when I had finished with my dissertation, I’m looking for insemination.
I have been trying to distract myself, including for several summer months, from the dull facticity of having little money. I was trying to drive myself to finish my honours course. Now that is done! — and well done, too, I might say…. But I find that I still have almost no money. My thinking now is also somewhat more involved in logic now, than it was then, before I started my course. It used to be poetic.