food for thought

Taken during a lunch-time interlude, picnicking in the Kibble and chatting with one of my fellow students about the courses we are doing. He's really intelligent and interesting and I like the mental stimulation of our conversations.

This only temporarily distracts from the negative mood, which returns later with renewed intensity. In hind-sight I think at least some of it is pre-menstrual, as well as something going on that I need to figure out, about feelings of rejection; but in the meantime, in a long phone conversation sitting on the street, I think I manage to transfer/transmit my negativity and hurt to a friend and I feel bad.