Here I am at day 2, not quite sure what I’ve gotten myself into. All visions of an indulgent summer have plunged to their death out my third-floor window.

For those who don’t know, this is my dissertation project for my master’s degree. When I divided the number of hours I’m supposed to spend working on it by the number of days I have to do so, I thought I would still be able to squeeze in the occasional outing or extravagant shower. The last two days indicate otherwise.

I would be less worried if, on top of my daily designs brought to you by this here blogomat, I hadn’t also committed to at least 6000 fancy-sounding words about the origins of creativity. These are just some of the things you and I have to look forward to.