My paper on the awareness of death is on its way. No, I haven’t sent it in for review of anything, I’m working on it, the paper. I have finished the reading part, or at least the bulk of it, and have now left to get some structure of it all before I put pen to paper, or more: finger to digit, or key. (Yes, computer world is really something. How long before expressions like “put pen to paper” are gone? I guess the guys carving in stone had the same worries when paper first arrived…).
In the structuring lies the problem; I can’t. I’ve been sitting all day, staring at the computer writing lead-in after lead-in, erasing lead-in after lead-in. Fun times! I keep telling myself that I am one day ahead of schedule, which I kind of am since I initially was going to start writing tomorrow. Let’s hope that my head sorts itself out until then.

I have slept really bad the last couple of nights. A lot of dreams. A lot – A lot. I think it has to do with me reading too much thought provoking material. Something I won’t stop doing…