Looking Glass
Tuesday, June 3 : 12:31 AM : 1 comments :
"...ambitious souls of the 'If I can make it there, I'd make it anywhere' variety will gravitate toward New York... There's no better way of rejecting where you came from, no plainer declaration of an intention to reinvent yourself, than moving to New York; I speak from personal experience."
-Jonathan Franzen-
I'd set very few goals for myself this year. The general theme was to "Dare to Dream." So far it's been six months of sitting at home waiting for something to happen. At the start of the year, I had 2008 all mapped out. My book would be done by April, I would be in New York for the beautiful part of the summer, my Celtics would be in the Finals and cruising toward a championship. I would be videoing anything and everything. I would shave my head and sport a terrific tan. I would have a bank account that eighth graders would envy.Instead of any of these things, here's what I have accomplished so far in this half year. I have three new teeth. I have so warped my sleeping schedule that I'm back to normal human hours after months spent as a vampire. I'm super accomplished in Guild Wars. I have downloaded Yanni's entire discography. I've gone through three jars of super chunky peanut butter. So far my "I am twenty-nine going on thirty..." duet is only a sad melancholy solo.
Currently I'm in the middle of the second set of rewrites for my book and there's possibly no quick end in sight. My biggest interaction with a living being most of the day is watering my mom's dozen or so plants, carefully arrayed on our doorway for easy access. It's only been two weeks since she left -- carefully leaving me with just this sole responsibility -- and already one plant is on the verge of dying. It's not for lack of water though. Snails have been attacking the plant and left huge holes on its leaves. I was inclined to team up with the Morton Salt Umbrella Girl to fight back but realized that doing so would kill the plant too.
Basically that's like a microcosm of my life. Slow moving gooey things are killing me but I fear dishing out vengeance because I might wither away in the process too. Luckily I've discovered 43 Things and have now made new, certainly achievable, life goals. It's nice to finally have some direction. Carry on.
