Feb 17, 2011 09:39
That inner calm I love and crave is somewhat returning. Although, it should be noted, that to me an 'inner calm' means a quiet, controllable/manageable state of constant turmoil. I don't think I'll ever be at peace, at least not in this lifetime.
Yesterday an interesting thing happened. I began officially questioning some of my beliefs, in many ways. I discussed feminism, albeit from my naive point of view. Yesterday I also viewed NOVA: Science Now. Both were remarkable events; the feminist awakening was a lot more subtle and most likely will take time to grow and sustain. The notion of scientific inquiry, however, shall continue to erupt within me in fits of inspiration. I'll never be a chemist, a physicist or a biologist, but I can pretend. I wish I had played with science kits when I was younger.
Today promises to be a good/better day. I am well-rested. I got my leisure studying in, and I returned some library books yesterday as well. I suppose, in a final analysis of it all, I am simply ecstatic that my usual Wednesday slump did not occur yesterday.
It also helps that yesterday I got my unemployment and spent it on some (minor) indulgences. I know, a slice of pizza shouldn't seem like much, but when you're in debt as bad as I am, going to Costco for a slice seems rather pleasant. I really should be more responsible.
There are a lot of things I should do, but let's face facts: I'll never learn.
P.S. I had a convoluted ending paragraph worked out, but then I realised it was just my attempt at being clever and my reality of being manic. My apologies.
february,
life,
thursday,
morning,
17,
sleater-kinney,
wednesday