I have a good sense of the relative importance of things. This has been supremely helpful to me, in ignoring important things and focusing on whatever is left. This is an interesting strategy for living life and ensures that you never do anything important incorrectly, since you just don’t do such a thing at all. The right recipe for a perfectionist heart.
However, the calmly part is something I still struggle with. Right now, I have an important call in like half an hour. I would need to keep my video on, all in a super messy room, and inform the other person that I haven’t been doing anything recently. So naturally I need to find other things to do in the next half-hour. Through some glimpse in the past, I realized that this place has always been a sanctuary for me in hard times.
I guess I need to stop twitching inwardly about my call. This person is supposed to guide me about things, about my development. The concept I’m fairly skeptical about.
Right now I’m just scathing over the lack of coffee here. Not good coffee, mind you. Just coffee. In a city known for impoverished, out-of-work citizens, not a single soul is willing to get me average coffee, excellent coffee not being an acceptable concept here. Sigh.
\What other complaints do I have? I wish I could get up in the morning. As it is, I spend half the day sleeping. Just when I’m trying to get my eyes to open fully, N is back from work and he doesn’t like me focusing on a laptop when he is around. So essentially I spend my days sleeping, and doing nothing.
Sigh.
And I have to travel at the end of the week, to another city. Another sigh.
Life is so full of mundane things, I just have no idea what to do. How to cut through this cobweb of boredom. I guess I’ll start clearing up the view in my camera.
