7.580. Reflections on a Monday Night

I’ve decided on a quote to share with the world: “Life is hard. Becoming better is hard. Dying is hard. Being dead is easy.” I’ll work on that one. It does reflect an evolution of thought in terms of the eventual end. I do still fear such things, but I see that it is going to have to come my way eventually. In the meanwhile there is a lot of lovely life to be lived. There are going to be wonderful moments of emotion and joy and passion and even anger. There is pride to be had along with disappointment and unease and relief and of course, triumph. I’m here for it–all of it. Some of it hopefully in more measures than others. That is after all how we shape our understanding of living good and living not so good.

I’m living pretty good right now. I spent several hours today constructing a lesson for my classes tomorrow. I’m not done. I have one more to go but it involves a healthy amount of printing and I don’t see the value in doing that from home. Life has been good to me so far. The week has been especially good. I got to spend time with the youngest and see him be happy. The Lady Talis and I are experiencing a ton of happy times working on projects and basically vibing.

What? Am I writing? Well, yeah… kind of. I am in that pre-due date space of having the half formed ideas marinating inside my skull, slowly forming into that irresistible urge to write for hours. It’s a process. I’m in the almost there part of the planning and drafting stage. I suspect by Wednesday I’ll be pouring out content. Fits and Starts. I need to come up with a better method, but until I do that is where it lies.

How do you know when I’ve started getting going? I’ll probably talk a lot less about sports and even start throwing together decent Friday fiction. It is a strange truth that sports and fiction war in my head. It feels like I could’ve been an incredible play caller with a deep knowledge of systems or a prolific author who churns out fiction like clockwork. I settled for neither thus far, and I am not happy with it. I intend to get these thoughts and ideas under control–hopefully sooner than later.

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