I've got a week off from work because apparently I've been working mostly non-stop. I've accrued a great deal of vacation time this year. I wonder if maybe I've been going through emotional turmoil so I've been pouring myself into my work. I don't think that's it exactly. More like there's no pattern to my life and I've been defaulting to the only one. Not very original of me...so I'm gonna do something about it.
Not sure what exactly yet, but definitely something.
When I'm at work (and I'm sure this is not an experience exclusive to me), I think of all the things that I could be accomplishing INSTEAD if I just weren't at my job. The peat bog of my mind spits up small and large projects, perfectly preserved bog bodies of productivity, where they stare grimly at me.
I imagine this dynamic version of myself that I could be, accomplishing great things, if only I weren't sitting at my desk making money for someone else.
And then when I get home, I am drained, forgetful, unmotivated, complacent. I suspect this is a feature of life, and not a bug.
SO I MADE A LIST!
When I was at work last week, and the Ghosts of Unrequited Tasks floated down hallways and rattled the windows, I wrote them down. I have them, for now, trapped. Today, I woke up and told my brain I was going to work just like normal. (Brains, by themselves, are not intelligent. I forget that all the time. Our minds like to follow the most often-trod paths of the exotic jungle of the Self, and if you can just get them started on something, it's much easier to nudge them onto a byway, down alleys and up aqueducts, all the unexplored regions.
That's how it is for me now, anyway. I used to be crazy, which was a kind of superpower because I required absolutely no logical reason for doing any given thing, other than it might be interesting.
I've become far too practical in my old age. For me, I mean.
Writing was not on the official list, but I've been meaning to do that too. Maybe try for another Scary Short Stories October. That was fun and with this week off I could get ahead of it.
Oh yeah, this is all coming together.
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