That title is supposed to be ironic cos these days I have barely any enthusiasm. I think the great contributors to this unlikely situation is 1. the still unsettled state of my thesis topic selection and 2. an unnamed upcoming event that just gives me the blahs each time I think of it.
There’s something I can do about 1. Nothing I can do about 2. except try and muster up some cheer and optimism and hope. Thing is, I’ve never been very good at willing myself to feel something so different from what I actually feel. And I confess, I am not very willing to try being happy about something that I can’t find any reason to be happy about (as yet).
But… I feel obliged to try.