Wednesday, March 14, 2018

A Long Telegram In The Middle of March

After the weather peaked at 16°C on the weekend, the freezing point is coming nearer again, and it was rainy at times and cloudy at all times today. That said, the rain has seemed like mild spring rain, and the gloomy light is less gloomy than it was a month ago.

A report on the florist's in the U-Bahn: battered-looking muddy pink hyacinths are now standing alongside the pastel azaleas, flowering yellow daffodils, budding prunus? branches and spiralling reddish branches, yellow and purple primroses, etc.

The U-Bahn trains have been 'running at irregular intervals' lately. Many are antiquated, and the flu season has reduced the ranks of the mechanics who generally would otherwise fix them. Apparently graffiti and other aesthetic alteration of the trains also requires time in the workshop. It makes my journeys to work a little more exciting.

This morning I read more of the astrophysics book, groaning internally when I began a chapter about the mathematics of it all. There were already lots of equations earlier in the book and I don't really understand, for example, what differential equations are. (My science-orientated sister took a calculus class in high school, but I was doing so terribly in my math classes after Grade 10 — I didn't understand much while I learned it, then forgot it right away — that it would have been absurd for me to try. I feel like apologizing to Papa for this not-very-engaged feeling against the field!)

In the evening I read more Res Gestae Divi Augusti. I thought a few weeks ago that this text was a tedious, self-involved laundry list of political gestures and that there wasn't much point in reading it. Apparently I have reconsidered. Besides that, I've made progress in We Were Eight Years in Power.

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