It's the Year of the Dolphin

Just considering how poorly everything went for me today, and in general my bad attitude on life, I would be cursing in this rant now. Feeling like crap. Haven't been sleeping well. Failed an exam this morning and losing a bit of self-confidence. Exhausted from a research field visit, four days out of seven on the boat -got rained on-, and the room is still spinning as I'm sitting in front of my computer. My unusual Florida winter tan just got more unusual from today's trip (now three distint hues on my arms) and starting to peel. Not looking forward to the pile of work that awaits me tomorrow morning. I'm completely exhausted and miserable.

But I got to see a bunch of dolphins, so everything is alright. That's what I'm telling myself at least. The emotional connection that humans have with dolphins is a phenomenol thing. I don't know if they were playing or feeding, but it looked like they were having fun, especially riding along the wake caused by the boat. Well why not, someone should be and it's their year after all.