Sunday, August 29, 2004

Time Is a Spiral, Space Is a Curve

Time is subjective.

I haven't got enough of it right now, but when I do have it, I can't think how to use it. My days ooze by with slug-like celerity, yet the weeks and months have been downright mercurial.

My weblog has yet to become the gainful medium I hope it to be. Until my work schedule shifts to something resembling normality—I currently work from 2 pm to 11 pm—I can't find much time to write; only weekends, and those hours are usually otherwise occupied or else greedily stolen for some much-needed rest. I look forward to building a routine for myself, especially since I have much to do in the next few months on all fronts.

Word of the Day

The prospect of writing and being published in the near future has been nearly as vertiginous—and almost as euphoric—to my senses as the notion of being married in the nearer future.

1 Comments:

Blogger Jw said...

Time keeps on slippin', into the future, doncha know.

And in the midst of that push and pull time, do you feel like you havetime? Or are you makingtime?

Perhaps you are just building time. Kind of like Frogger, trying to cross the street, waiting for that semi to pass, or that log to re-appear- preparing within that sluggy time for things you will do when the time appears to be right.

I think we have a tendency to think that NOW is right, always or almost always. If we aren't doing it NOW, it won't be done. It takes some effort, often, to realize that though the present time might be empty, you will still have to wait. That empty time isn't necessarily wasted, though- unless you choose to waste it.

Daydreaming certainly is no waste.

7:46 AM  

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