mid-course malaise

I’m almost half way through my MA.
Mostly I’ve enjoyed it, but this semester has been really hard.
It’s not that the coursework isn’t interesting. It’s just that I can’t seem to make myself interested in it.
Not to mentioned the late-night, last minute, panic-stricken essays.
And the cold and lonely waits at unfamiliar train stations when you’ve accidently boarded the wrong train home after class due to overwhelming tiredness induced by (you guessed it!) a late-night, last-minute, panic-stricken essay writing event of recent times.
At least the essay’s handed in now and I’m safe home in the warm.