I am in Marseille and really tired. It is beautiful here. I miss my wife. I am trying to find good things in the archives. I am writing from an internet cafe, so this is all very short.
I guess my sense of it all, after one day of finding fuck-all in the archives and worrying unnecessarily, is that coming to a foreign country alone like this is akin to starting at point zero. On one hand, I'm thrilled to be here, and beginning to pick up spoken French, being under blue skies, etc. On the other hand; I feel like an idiot every five minutes and I'm tired and worried about the archives. Ack!
This is grad student madness for sure.
Monday, January 21, 2008
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