I will try to shake away this disease
I'm less grumpy today. Do in part to Jon Stewart's brilliant coverage of the special election. It probably also helps that I got out of the Bunker for a while last night to go play pool with a friend I hadn't seen in a while. We caught up, and talked about comic book movies (and how for a while, the better ones were based on somewhat obscure comic books).
One of the things that's been weighing on my mind (and I've probably written about this in the past in a general sense) is pondering the future. I know I'm in Boston for another year or so, but I have no idea what's beyond that. Despite spending eight years in Nashville (granted, I did get the hell out of the country for extended periods during that time frame, and there was something keeping me there four the last three-ish years), I tend to get antsy if I've lived in the same place for a couple years. College and immediately post-college helped with that - I'd go abroad for a couple months, come back and be living somewhere different (even if it's just a new dorm room). It makes me wonder if I'll ever find a place I can actually set down in long term and be happy.
I've been in a funk the last couple months, which I think I'm starting to pull out from. Classes starting up again has helped; there are places I have to be at definite times again, and things with deadlines to do. I'm not terribly excited about my coursework at present. It's hard to get excited about a class titled Project Management Principles (or worse Foundations of Organizational Communication). The cartography class is the one I most interested in, but this week being all about fonts and typefaces has left me board. At least one of the textbooks is delightfully random and pithy. IE when discussing the ANWAR map, it included a comment that making maps could piss off your boss. Also, there's the great line "Maps have long been used to fight wars, win battles and kill people." I wish I could get myself to do more writing. Unfortunately, I can rarely remain focused on a writing project long enough to finish it. I enjoy world building, and figuring the plotlines (and clever endings are always fun), but I tend to lose interest once I know the end as the milestones on the way.
One of the things that's been weighing on my mind (and I've probably written about this in the past in a general sense) is pondering the future. I know I'm in Boston for another year or so, but I have no idea what's beyond that. Despite spending eight years in Nashville (granted, I did get the hell out of the country for extended periods during that time frame, and there was something keeping me there four the last three-ish years), I tend to get antsy if I've lived in the same place for a couple years. College and immediately post-college helped with that - I'd go abroad for a couple months, come back and be living somewhere different (even if it's just a new dorm room). It makes me wonder if I'll ever find a place I can actually set down in long term and be happy.
I've been in a funk the last couple months, which I think I'm starting to pull out from. Classes starting up again has helped; there are places I have to be at definite times again, and things with deadlines to do. I'm not terribly excited about my coursework at present. It's hard to get excited about a class titled Project Management Principles (or worse Foundations of Organizational Communication). The cartography class is the one I most interested in, but this week being all about fonts and typefaces has left me board. At least one of the textbooks is delightfully random and pithy. IE when discussing the ANWAR map, it included a comment that making maps could piss off your boss. Also, there's the great line "Maps have long been used to fight wars, win battles and kill people." I wish I could get myself to do more writing. Unfortunately, I can rarely remain focused on a writing project long enough to finish it. I enjoy world building, and figuring the plotlines (and clever endings are always fun), but I tend to lose interest once I know the end as the milestones on the way.