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days_unfoldingIt was so good to sleep in and not worry about construction. I slept a good solid 9 hours, and Random was still asleep for a while when I got up.
This might yet prove to be a creative time for me. Yesterday during lunch and dinner, I mapped out an idea to resurrect my old web site. I'm thinking of making it overtly autobiographical: taking select entries off of here; finishing some entries that I never finished (such as my series of entries about my hometown); possibly writing more content; adding pictures that I've scanned, but never used; and calling it "First Draft: A Life". It makes sense to me to have LJ be the place where I dump the good, bad, and ugly, and have another site for the stuff worth keeping. After I stop doing work around my condo to support the construction, I should have plenty of time.
I was thinking when the condo reconstruction work was announced that I sometimes like events like that because they shake your life up. They allow you to see alternatives to the way that you've been doing things. I've been having a tougher time with the mental health problems; they seem gratuitous to me.
And yet...I've told my friend in my department at work ("movie friend") about the problems, and received a very sympathetic and graceful response. We've had some conversations about it that have stumbled into the very genuine and very vulnerable. I keep forgetting that loss strips away the superfluous...but it does.
This might yet prove to be a creative time for me. Yesterday during lunch and dinner, I mapped out an idea to resurrect my old web site. I'm thinking of making it overtly autobiographical: taking select entries off of here; finishing some entries that I never finished (such as my series of entries about my hometown); possibly writing more content; adding pictures that I've scanned, but never used; and calling it "First Draft: A Life". It makes sense to me to have LJ be the place where I dump the good, bad, and ugly, and have another site for the stuff worth keeping. After I stop doing work around my condo to support the construction, I should have plenty of time.
I was thinking when the condo reconstruction work was announced that I sometimes like events like that because they shake your life up. They allow you to see alternatives to the way that you've been doing things. I've been having a tougher time with the mental health problems; they seem gratuitous to me.
And yet...I've told my friend in my department at work ("movie friend") about the problems, and received a very sympathetic and graceful response. We've had some conversations about it that have stumbled into the very genuine and very vulnerable. I keep forgetting that loss strips away the superfluous...but it does.
