JOURNAL. August 2024.
further exhaustion (21.08.2024)
So tired. Thankfully finally almost done with the film essay I've been working on. I'm writing about something that interests me, but I think I chose something a little too complex... I'll finish and have something good enough, it just requires more synthesis work than I think I should be putting myself through at this point in my education. But I think I'm just allowing my despair to talk here. Writing it has been a good way to develop my thoughts and I'll feel proud and glad when I've finished it. I just get like this over the summer. I can't wait until I've finishes the stupid essay.
Decided to read all of Freud and then all of Lacan (maybe with some Lacan works moved forwards as I'm working my way through Freud...) with some other psychoanalytic works from other schools thrown in there. May as well let the interest carry me away. Something to obsess over again is good. Funny interest.
Added a new piece of writing. Can't format it quite the way I want on here, but it's formatted decently enough. Have been experimenting with combining blackout poetry with disual collage as well, but I've nothing I want to upload yet.