Ron sent me this post a month or so back http://www.shirky.com/herecomeseverybody/2008/04/looking-for-the-mouse.html and it has been on my mind since.
I have been metaphorically drinking too much Gin lately.
With the world swirling around me in ways that I can't control and the inevitable boredom of a less then challeging career...instead of extending myself out, doing more, being more and taking advantage of what is available to me I am 'swigging Gin'. My daily grind includes a routine that does nothing to shake me out of this state of 'inebriation'. Get up in the morning (after a night of teeth grinding and uneasy dreams), meet my family obligations, go to work, come home, meet my family obligations and go to bed for another night of teeth grinding and uneasy dreams. My minding numbing routine is my 'Gin'.
I want to contribute and think and develop and research and learn...I really do. I am just not sure where to begin. My own apathy seems to be getting in the way.
I think I need to detox, but I believe I need a program that provides alternative distractions, one that 'replaces' my need for numb with a desire to feel, to be alive.
Really...I hate Gin.
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