I am writing another paper for Japanese Art. This is a big one. It would be worth a lot of points if I was taking the class for credit. I tell myself I am learning more by writing all these papers. But I also agonize over them. This professor has made me feel so much a part of the class I feel like I have to do the work and do a good job. At some point I suppose I’ll find something more engrossing than going to school. Then I’ll be able to let it go. For now, it’s a good thing.
I’m writing about the "way of tea," chanoyu. As with most things Japanese, it’s very complicated. We are supposed to write about building a teahouse and then giving a tea. I’m still stuck on building the teahouse. Back to work.