What a subtly interesting day. All day I was imagining that I was the protagonist in my own Ulysses. I was imagining that today was a Bloomsday. Why? No reason. It was just a mental exercise my brain came up with spontaneously. I don't feel I've gleaned any insight from it other than that it kind of makes things more interesting, to imagine they are being collected into a narrative read by someone else.
What did I do? I sat zazen; I went running, and since it was a little colder, it was somewhat painful on my lungs - I noticed some wheezing later in the day; I went to Trader Joes and ended up buying a lot of dairy products; took a shower, practiced Icelandic; made a huge breakfast, half of which was supposed to be my lunch; went to the All Staff Meeting / Personal Safety Training and did not eat said lunch, because there was unexpected pizza; dropped my food back home; went to work; had a huge, lovely dinner courtesy of Dan, Patrick, Marga, and the other guy, whose name unfortunately escapes me; surfed on couchsurfing for 45 minutes; went to Trivia.
I guess the biggest moment was at Trivia. I earned by far the most glory I have ever earned going to that thing, by figuring out what the bonus question was before it was asked and shoving the answer in the Quizmaster's face before most of the other contestants even made it to the table. Awesome. It was just about as glorious as finding the Heart of the Forest in Wizard Quest, or perhaps making it out of the Black Ball Pit of Death alive. (Okay, to digress a little bit, the National Park Service makes a huge deal out of the tunnel you have to crawl through to get into Spider Cave at Carlsbad Caverns National Park. They warn you that it is a rough, tight crawl and claustrophobics should not sign up. There was nothing in Spider Cave remotely as terrifying as that Ball Pit. And they don't even give you a helmet.)
Ugh. I've been wasting time, cruising the internet. I guess I am not motivated to focus tonight. Could partially be the alcohol (bonus questions earn you free beer), though I didn't have very much.
But no focus. I am okay, right now. Not perfect, but okay. I am only motivated to focus when I feel things are okay. I am focusing on my lack of focus right now. I guess, because I feel not okay with not focusing.
Anyway, I can myself this tip: to focus on a topic from the year 2007, I would need to plan ahead. Just think about it a little bit during the day. Pick a topic that appeals to me. Not wait until the last moment. Perhaps that would get me somewhere.
I'm going to go sit.
Góða nótt.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
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