I am finding my own way of doing things in this environment. Most of my waking life is entirely unstructured. And with that freedom comes a great responsibility.

I often question whether I should act thus or so. And it would seem that the more I tremble, the less I accomplish. But the beauty of the intellectual life is that no flirtation with an idea is a waste. Iconic memory has been a recurring topic this week.

I also made a craft today. It is a fish with the last name of a philosopher glued onto it.