A philosophical rant from pet peeves while driving to our place in the cosmos.
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I'm not doing so hot. I'm not sleeping. I'm not sure what to do. I'm feeling agitated at work.
I don't want this. My gout acted up today. I was just thinking how it's been a while. If I were superstitious, I'd think I had jinxed it.
I've been running. Never been a runner. Actually went almost 10 km last week. Why hasn't the exercise made me feel better?
I find my mind wandering. There was an article online about how a wandering mind is a health risk. I didn't read it.
I get feelings of overwhelming... SADS?
So now what?
Well, I've already messed up this resolution.
It was my intention to start posting more regularly, but like all good intentions.... So now what, do I give up?
First 2 weeks of 2010, I managed to instill a regular workout. Week 3? Didn't happen. I could say "but I've been working 7 days a week", or, "I haven't been sleeping well, and just can't find the energy". All true, but the reality is, I could have still done something.
I'm not sure which is more depressing, how easy it is to justify not doing something I want to do, or finding comfort in something I don't want to do (McDonald's last night). Groan.
I really think the worst part is, is that I know the answer, I've heard all the ways to do "positive re-enforcement". I can't seem to find the....
Work is not helping. That's all I'm saying there.
Spending time with my kids is all I look forward to. And I really do love that time with them. Shouldn't that be enough?
Why can't I sleep?
I don't think this is working. I don't get on here often enough. I thought that "blogging" might be a good way for me to "vent". You know, the way some people keep journals. I just find that my log on time is too short, too infrequent. Maybe I should "old school" it and try a physical journal.
Well, it's certainly been longer than I expected since I've been back. Life. I recently observed a group discussing relationships over one of "those" books. Ah books. I love 'em but there are too many promising "the" answer and too many people taking them as gospel (feel free to be offended by my use of the word gospel - that'll come up in a later post).
Why are we always looking to strangers for answers when so many times friends and family are the best counsel? I don't know why men are martian and women venusian, but it is my opinion that relationships take work and if either partner isn't willing, then there's no point.
Men (and I am one, so I don't mind generalizing) are ruled by appetites, are slow and methodical, are rarely emotional but often passionate (about something!) and really not difficult to figure out. Women (it has been my experience, so I don't mind generalizing) are emotionally attached to everything.
These concepts don't have to be debillitating. The biggest problem with relationships (and while I know the problem, I have no clue how to fix it) is honest communication. Men won't admit problems or how they feel and women "test" and question too much.
I could probably go on, but why? These aren't new ideas. We all know this. We let our fears control us too much and are too quick to take offence.
Best wishes.
I have none. For this blog anyway. I am of the belief that it will get lost in the great sea of web pages. How could one find it? So why write it, you ask? Well, although I don't think "you" are really here, just a randomization of 1's and 0's that the net generated, I will answer. Therapy. LOL. Daily commutes lend one to ruminate on life and I have found myself wanting (needing?) a place to put down these contemplations. Holy !@#! Doesn't that sound pretentious?
Until next time and space....