Sunday mornings are spent in the lab with my favorite lab monitor, a brilliant guy whose sense of humor is about as circuitous as mine. He's constantly challenging me. My time with him is mind exercise, preventing seemingly inevitable atrophy. 

This week's topics of conversation included growing old, the natural history museum, and his man-crush on Paul Rudd.

He asked me:

"Do you ever just feel like giving up?"

I smiled as I neatly wrapped MIDI cables and ejected my flashdrive.

"All the time."