The worst of the academic year is now over. Not worst, just busiest.
I can feel my stress levels reducing, and am hoping to be a lot more social and a lot less tense.
The. Tension. Was. Beginning. To. Be. A. Problem. I admit.
(Two pieces of work left, I can see the end.)
To celebrate, since teaching for the academic year is over*, I have reverted to the blue side.
Phew.
And relax*.
And breathe.
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* I don't like to have my hair dyed when leading classes of postgraduates. The class is mostly full of people who are the same age as me and just as bright, if not more so. This leads to a desire on my part to give them as little to judge me on as possible. Pigeonholed immediately can be hard to work round. I still remember Liverpool as a teenager, the busload of excited children staring and my abortive attempts to explain I was not a football fan to people on the streets. Things are different these days, but people still presume on first glance.
** I took a trip to see an old friend that practices shiatsu. I hadn't been in five years it turned out. I appear to be much better now than I was then, surprisingly, and it was a lovely calming experience (so calming I fell asleep). All the points she mentioned that I felt strongly about were for 'calming the mind' entertainingly.
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