This morning I woke up before nine o'clock of my own free will; I estimate that the last time this happened was (by coincidence) some nine months ago. It was delightfully cloudy and cool outside.
I read part of the newspaper, completed the Sudoku puzzle, read online news articles, went grocery-shopping, listened to J. read "Rapunzel" and watched him do his Math homework (algebra), proofread two pages for Project Gutenberg (an academic work on Spanish poetry, and a book of old French law), played the piano, and so on. J.'s homework unexpectedly made me realize that I did like working through Math questions in school, even after, in Grade 9, I started understanding only a fraction of what was going on. I am a dunce in matters mathematical (or, let's just say very slow), but I did unconsciously derive satisfaction from working through repetitive questions (when I was not too tired and confused).
Today I also continued internally debating about how to be ready for university -- and, above all, ready to do good work at the university.
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