Barely a week and a half into the new term and I’m already quite exhausted. If I’m not in here, writing, I’m in the library or the wes reading. That’s if I’m not zooming about all over Cheshire: Sunday Hanley, yesterday evening in thee coachmakers in stoke. Today I went to see lee and Phil in winsford. Plus I’m going round in circles with research: trying, essentially to pin down and articulate id impulses, which according to Freud are inarticulatable. To draw a parallel with cosmology, it’s like trying to look for dark matter with a torch.

Anyway, I have a meeting tomorrow at noon with Alan. I need a good night’s sleep. Uni continues to be exhilarating.