I am proving myself to be incapable of inactivity. I am a busy-minded person and I am finding it exhausting. I spend a good deal of my life behind a counter, wearing an apron, making milk based beverages for the masses. I am beginning to think that I hate this job. I am very proud of my friends who have gotten out and are moving on with their lives. I feel hypocritical for my continual employment. I suppose this is why people go to college in the first place.
None of my friends who went to school had time to read books for fun.
Can't have that.
All this to say that I am busy and creative expression of any kind (even the basest) seems excessive. I would like to sit in silence more and interact less. It is a surreal kind of life when all the things that were once enjoyable become tiresome and the people that you love become burdensome. All because I don't seem to be able to function at the same level as the normal individual. Perhaps if I stopped reading several books at a time, and journaling, and planning out a short film, and working two jobs (one of which requires keeping the schedules of two very prodigious young people straight as they participate in basketball and tennis and swimming and piano), and not working a third job (which weighs heavily on ones mind), and planning a baby shower, and booking the beehive collective, and serving on the church missions committee, and participating in our Tuesday night discussion group, and attempting to live communally with as many as eight other people, I would feel better.
Then again, probably not. This is my head, in all its fullness and madness, and I think it would always be overwhelmed with efforts. I am proud of these particular ones. I am proud of this over crowdedness.
It felt nice to type all that out, a sort of mental organizational tool. I apologize that you had to participate. I sometimes abuse the internet, using it for my own aims.
Anyway, it's time for work.
3 comments:
Eleanor, my sentiments EXACTLY. I may as well have written that post myself! (well, substitute some of your 'ands' with some of mine, that is)
I guess misery DOES love company. :)
cheers, Lynette
(BTW, I found your post because my group is pollinating w/ the Bees too!)
I think the important thing is to do whatever it is you are doing well. Obviously if it's no longer enjoyable there has to be an option to move on
Living communally must have its joys and its drawbacks. I love the idea in theory but I'm not sure how good I would be at it.
As for reading several books at the same time - I can't imagine any other condition! If I'm not doing that I don't know where my mind would be. I was going to say something about a balance of reading for fun and reading for necessary information etc. but, thinking about it, I'd find it hard to distinguish between the two.
I think sharing those sorts of feelings is probably what blogging is all about (rather than the didactic purpose that, I have to admit, I often use it for).
I still read your blog. You should post everyday.. that would give me something to look forward to.
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