Ennui

“I am tired of myself tonight. I should like to be somebody else.” 
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray


Day 1 of Finals, with no lessons to give nor meetings to attend,  I stayed home. Gentle, the kitten, that I found on 1st December, has now gone back to the vet for the third time, where he will stay for quite a while.  It isn't looking good.  It seems that his sweet and affectionate nature and unbelievably soft fur are a good camouflage for a weak immune system.   The vet sighed a lot.  Back home I couldn't quite raise the wherewithal to do any thing much, except to fill an hour with this absurd and half hearted sketch.