Monday, June 11, 2012

The introvert in me

So yup, I've come to a crashing halt.  Well, not totally, but I am finally feeling some proper exhaustion, after burning myself out thoroughly, trying to do my creative best for about three weeks straight.  I am tired.  I'm also totally in the mood to lock myself indoors for what feels like several weeks, but would probably subside after a day or two.  Point being, I could use some alone time.  It would be wonderous right now, downright heavenly.

By this I don't mean time to be totally unproductive and useless.  I mean I'd like time to be productive at my own pace.  I'd like to write, read, think about things, prepare a little more, without constantly looking at the clock and wondering where the next place I am supposed to be is.  That is becoming irksome.

Of course, I've made arrangements to ensure that I will get no such time as that for at least a week, probably more.  An odd fallacy we humans have, thinking that our ups are just going to perpetually go up and our downs will never see the bottom of the abyss.

Assuming fate does not align to give me some time to myself, I'll probably just have to make it.  I just realistically don't see when.  Perhaps the weekend?  If I can coerce myself to say "no" a bunch of times, that may work.  Here's wishing for some solitude.

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a youthful nomad, occasionally assisting the locals in their quest for second language acquisition, often pondering trivial metaphysical questions, reading books, discussing things of no importance, going on adventures and playing a lot of poker.

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