the distinct hum of a new day
As one may have noticed by now, I have --despite failing to do so on the first and second and third -- been attempting to update my journal more often. As one may have also noticed, I am doing so with less "I"-centric entries and more of a focus on the truly fluid nature of language. In short, I believe, I have done more to diversify myself this past week than I have in the past two years. I feel vibrant once more, despite the cold grey weather outside. Or, to paraphrase a Camus quotation I am quite fond of: In the depths of winter, I found in me there was an invincible summer. I have, after years of searching, found that invincible summer.
Today may not end perfectly. I am finally okay with that. I believe I have two phrases with which to christen this new found freedom and new year: The Great Moderation & The Flexible Response. I believe I have used the term "flexible response" before, but despite lip-service to the notion, never fully succeeded in implementing the notion.
The Great Moderation is a new term. It is meant to do the following: allude to "The Great Society" and be my form of austerity. I have begun enforcing this by greater fiscal responsibility, adhering to a stricter sleep regimen, and taking all vitamins with greater regularity. One week in, and I am already performing at a better level than before.
But now, more than ever, is not a time to rest on my laurels. I have an important test tomorrow (that will, in part, help determine how successful I can be in the future) as well as some very important emails to craft and send out by Monday morning/afternoon. The coming days will be fraught with importance, and I feel -- be it false hope or simple naivette --that I am ready to rise to the challenge.
This growing sense of optimism has been the best and newest hallmark of the new year and the past months. I am slowly emerging from my post-surgery depression and post-CalVoter malaise. In short, I am waiting. Waiting for the next challenge.
P.S. I think another term I should use in addition to the Great Moderation and the Flexible Response should be Incremental Progress.
The first week has gone smashingly well. I now have 51 more weeks to live, before I can truly determine if this was a successful year or not. But how will I measure that success?
Today may not end perfectly. I am finally okay with that. I believe I have two phrases with which to christen this new found freedom and new year: The Great Moderation & The Flexible Response. I believe I have used the term "flexible response" before, but despite lip-service to the notion, never fully succeeded in implementing the notion.
The Great Moderation is a new term. It is meant to do the following: allude to "The Great Society" and be my form of austerity. I have begun enforcing this by greater fiscal responsibility, adhering to a stricter sleep regimen, and taking all vitamins with greater regularity. One week in, and I am already performing at a better level than before.
But now, more than ever, is not a time to rest on my laurels. I have an important test tomorrow (that will, in part, help determine how successful I can be in the future) as well as some very important emails to craft and send out by Monday morning/afternoon. The coming days will be fraught with importance, and I feel -- be it false hope or simple naivette --that I am ready to rise to the challenge.
This growing sense of optimism has been the best and newest hallmark of the new year and the past months. I am slowly emerging from my post-surgery depression and post-CalVoter malaise. In short, I am waiting. Waiting for the next challenge.
P.S. I think another term I should use in addition to the Great Moderation and the Flexible Response should be Incremental Progress.
The first week has gone smashingly well. I now have 51 more weeks to live, before I can truly determine if this was a successful year or not. But how will I measure that success?