Fall
It is Fall in New York.
It just ain't Toronto. There are no vibrant reds or oranges. There are no bursts of yellows. In fact there are hardly any leaves.
Now I really have not been to Central Park so I don't know what it looks like there but in all the parks around here.. not a pleasant sight.
I have been writing and writing and writing. This weekend alone I have written about 30 pages for 2 different profs. I still have about 4 more pages to do and I am beat. I woke up this morning and wrote and then took an hour for lunch/dinner and then I am back at it. I wanted to sit at a coffee shop and watch ther people go by but that pit in my tummy tells me I need to work and finish so I will not get like how I was last Sunday.
It has been a busy week and I just can't explain what happened last Sunday. I think it was a real meltdown. I just could not go forward. I froze. I still feel the lingering effects of it and I am hoping to use it as a positive, that is, I hope that it scares me into working harder than I am. I just feel I should be working harder and I feel I am wasting a lot of time (I am)
I am living out of a Dollar store for most of my food (thank goodness they have meats and frozen veggies). I found a great bit of food at a grocery store. Its Indian food. It is channa (chick peas) and it is excellent. I wish I bought some more.
I took a short walk today to break out of the house. I needed to get away! But it was too short. I had to come back and finish my essays.
It just ain't Toronto. There are no vibrant reds or oranges. There are no bursts of yellows. In fact there are hardly any leaves.
Now I really have not been to Central Park so I don't know what it looks like there but in all the parks around here.. not a pleasant sight.
I have been writing and writing and writing. This weekend alone I have written about 30 pages for 2 different profs. I still have about 4 more pages to do and I am beat. I woke up this morning and wrote and then took an hour for lunch/dinner and then I am back at it. I wanted to sit at a coffee shop and watch ther people go by but that pit in my tummy tells me I need to work and finish so I will not get like how I was last Sunday.
It has been a busy week and I just can't explain what happened last Sunday. I think it was a real meltdown. I just could not go forward. I froze. I still feel the lingering effects of it and I am hoping to use it as a positive, that is, I hope that it scares me into working harder than I am. I just feel I should be working harder and I feel I am wasting a lot of time (I am)
I am living out of a Dollar store for most of my food (thank goodness they have meats and frozen veggies). I found a great bit of food at a grocery store. Its Indian food. It is channa (chick peas) and it is excellent. I wish I bought some more.
I took a short walk today to break out of the house. I needed to get away! But it was too short. I had to come back and finish my essays.