good to know
I'm tired. It's late. again. My small world is an island of illuminated table-top that recedes off into the fuzzy dark of time and space beyond.
I compulsively drink water out of a large library mug and use a certain set of songs to influence my consciousness and associated abilities. There is too much to do on all sides, and I am not doing it quickly or efficiently enough. There is a lot of future out there that I am unprepared for. I don't know where I'm going. I don't know if I will be proud of my work, or if I will have the resources to do work that I will be proud of. I cannot consume this avalanche of information, experience, and opportunity quickly enough.
But, although it sometimes seems like a treadmill, I am going somewhere.
And, in this margin between days, pressed among responsibilities on all sides, I am still functioning.
I think I feel happy.
This is good to know.
3 comments:
sometimes a slow trickle soaks in better than a flood (which might only cause erosion). but it sounds like you're keeping your head above water.
What did you say at the CoOp once?
I feel like am floating in a vast ocean, but I am buoyant!
That was great. I think about that a lot.
I have been reminded of this pertinent thing
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