I'm back.
It's 9:12 am. I don't know when the last time I wrote was, but I know I didn't keep up with my '07 resolution to write a little bit everyday. So I'm starting over and this time it's because my brain is shrinking--I can feel it--so I'm going to do a little mental workout in the morning for 15 minutes tops. That's really all I have time for.
The reason my brain is shrinking is because I'm not using it. I started a dog walking business a few months ago called WAGS! Professional Dog Walking Services and spend my work day leading packs of canines through Santa Fe's arroyos and parks. I love the work but throwing sticks and balls and cleaning up poop, although more lucrative than teaching, isn't exactly brain surgery. It's so weird. I can't readily think of words that I used to use all of the time, like Mondegreen for instance, and it makes me realize that our brains really are like muscles and atrophy when they sit around doing nothing.
On the other hand, I'm in the best shape physically of my life. I've been at the trapeze and doing acrobatics for almost a year now and I feel like fucking She-ra Princess of Power. Wait...not actually fucking her, but "fucking" as in "the real thing." I'll write more about circus later cause my 15 minutes is up in 2 minutes.
Probably these first few entries are going to be seriously narcissistic because when you have a shrunken brain you can only write about yourself. I'll start writing about books and politics and dog psychology eventually.
More tomorrow. xo.
The reason my brain is shrinking is because I'm not using it. I started a dog walking business a few months ago called WAGS! Professional Dog Walking Services and spend my work day leading packs of canines through Santa Fe's arroyos and parks. I love the work but throwing sticks and balls and cleaning up poop, although more lucrative than teaching, isn't exactly brain surgery. It's so weird. I can't readily think of words that I used to use all of the time, like Mondegreen for instance, and it makes me realize that our brains really are like muscles and atrophy when they sit around doing nothing.
On the other hand, I'm in the best shape physically of my life. I've been at the trapeze and doing acrobatics for almost a year now and I feel like fucking She-ra Princess of Power. Wait...not actually fucking her, but "fucking" as in "the real thing." I'll write more about circus later cause my 15 minutes is up in 2 minutes.
Probably these first few entries are going to be seriously narcissistic because when you have a shrunken brain you can only write about yourself. I'll start writing about books and politics and dog psychology eventually.
More tomorrow. xo.