The guilt trip

Right now, I am trying to enjoy a very classical summer holiday in Northern Germany. So far, I am not too successul because I cannot stop thinking about the progress my PhD thesis is supposed to make until winter. There will be a presentation during which I am supposed to  defend my project -not  a thing hat feels very doable right now.

I try to get it out of my mind by reading some classics. First choice has been Max Frisch. In the novel I am reading, he has his protagonist describe how pretending to be blind is unnecessarily complicated by an urge to  mansplain car-driving to a woman. That made me smile.

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