I’ve just re-read my last post and find myself amazed at how differently I feel today.
Another time I would be raving about what a cool, quirky story it was and then promptly write about something tangentally related. But it seems several factors conspired to colour my viewpoint; the fatigue I mentioned several days ago has not totally lifted, although the accompanying melancholy has. And perhaps the latter was what made me piss and moan about the discovery dolphins have dialects (and other studies have show the same is true of whales). There are certainly worse wastes of scientific time.
Or perhaps elements were at play that I am aware of only on a subconscious level.