is a by-product of research paper brain-fried-ness.
Isn't funny when you focus so hard on one article of scholarly intent. You plug, prod away at it, try to annotate why, whom, when and the reasonings why you find this and that useful, and how to make it better until it all looks alike, no matter how many times over.
In the end, the words are just words, they all mean the same when you open up a dictionary, they just happen to be entered and written in different manners than others, as a by-product of YOUR mind. You secretly hope that your mind is of passing grade.
In the meantime, to break up the intellectual monotony of stressing and pressing words onto paper, we experience weekends of relaxation.
This weekend of one of those, simple and no real plans, except where to sleep and who I was with. Sometimes days like those that occurred, are needed in order to break away from the structure of everyday life and papers.
To decide on a whim to stop here, eat there, and shop somewhere. It is refreshing to be so unstructured at times.
Although a piece of paper with written words can have so many meanings, there are bigger things within the little things in life.
It is nice to step away and enjoy them at times.
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