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sophiaserpentia) wrote2008-01-02 11:54 am
sophiaserpentia) wrote2008-01-02 11:54 am
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I've managed to avoid having any serious, deep thoughts on any topic for two weeks now.
I haven't been bored or depressed, or had any emotional troughs or plateaus at all, over the last two weeks either.
I'm sure there's a correlation between A and B above, but to map it out would require deep thinking, which i am going to put off as long as possible.
The last two weeks coasted on a kind of pleasant baseline with mild peaks of happiness. This is, i think, the way vacations are meant to be. Perhaps it was even the way life was meant to be. Americans have this terrible propensity to make vacations into "quality time," which we approach as a venture. Like other ventures, quality time is judged to be a success or failure against a list of criteria drawn up before the venture begins. (This isn't the same as setting up an itinerary, BTW. It's more like... it's more like Americans expect vacations to have an "enjoyment budget" which goes broke if you spend too much time dawdling or not enough time doing "quality activities.")
Argh, this is beginning to sound dangerously like deep thought. Enough of that. Sooner or later the cosmos will force its way back into my awareness, and like it or not i'll start noticing new patterns of ickiness i never commented on before, and will be compelled to blog about them. I'd rather put that off if i can.
I don't feel physically rested (i need a new bed, i think the one i'm using now is costing me sleep) but i feel emotionally rested. Reality seems "rounder" and a bit more unfamiliar and curious to me today.
I haven't been bored or depressed, or had any emotional troughs or plateaus at all, over the last two weeks either.
I'm sure there's a correlation between A and B above, but to map it out would require deep thinking, which i am going to put off as long as possible.
The last two weeks coasted on a kind of pleasant baseline with mild peaks of happiness. This is, i think, the way vacations are meant to be. Perhaps it was even the way life was meant to be. Americans have this terrible propensity to make vacations into "quality time," which we approach as a venture. Like other ventures, quality time is judged to be a success or failure against a list of criteria drawn up before the venture begins. (This isn't the same as setting up an itinerary, BTW. It's more like... it's more like Americans expect vacations to have an "enjoyment budget" which goes broke if you spend too much time dawdling or not enough time doing "quality activities.")
Argh, this is beginning to sound dangerously like deep thought. Enough of that. Sooner or later the cosmos will force its way back into my awareness, and like it or not i'll start noticing new patterns of ickiness i never commented on before, and will be compelled to blog about them. I'd rather put that off if i can.
I don't feel physically rested (i need a new bed, i think the one i'm using now is costing me sleep) but i feel emotionally rested. Reality seems "rounder" and a bit more unfamiliar and curious to me today.
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I did what I pleased, and I went where I wanted. Sounds boring to others, when in fact it's one of the best ways for me to use my time off! Just kickin' it, hangin' out, enjoying good company, doing whatever sounds like fun at the moment, resting up, playing with puppies, discussing Matters of Great Import with my fellow-adult daughter (said matters ranging from universal health care to mosh pits -- Great Import is definitely a matter of perspective). :->
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bwahahahaha
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I spent all my time doing stuff i enjoyed, and when it wasn't fun anymore, i stopped and did something else. So i wasn't bored. Since i wasn't bored i wasn't tempted to allow my attention to roam to bigger topics, which is what i will sometimes deliberately do when i'm bored.
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