Ennui

I am suffering from a state of ennui worse than usual. Worse than ennui. I am millimeters from making drastic choices and for no apparent reason. Why do people get this antsy. So I procrastinate, among other things. Not a good thing to be doing when one has a dance piece, an internship and the beginnings of a thesis looming ahead. Sick of grad school? Cold feet? Not sure. I don't think a change of hair color will fix this. Though given how moody I was last year about this time maybe it's just seasonal affective disorder.

And the promise of a period production of Country Wife looks as though it might be out the window, for appropriate reasons of course. I am referring to a stylization of the play though, not the arrbitrary placement of the play in a contemporary setting. But at this point I'm not sure what I want to do with the information I took away from that meeting. I'm leaning towards something akin to the Anglomania exhibit that was recently at the Met. Using the late 1600's as a backdrop. But for the moment I'm going back to drawing fairies for Iolanthe--a class project unfortunately.