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31 August 2003 @ 03:04 pm
Another Day  
Quite often of late it seems that life has been reduced to a matter of making it through another day. Not with any real goal or any anticipation of anything, not looking forward to anything, just trying to make it through another day. Should there be a goal? Some point to it? I guess I want to "be there" for Gavi -- so she'll, I dunno, have someone to pick her up from school and stuff. I'm tired.
Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: Nellie and the Drummers: Rainy Day
Lianatezliana on August 31st, 2003 04:00 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I go through stretches like that too. In fact, I've been in one for a couple of months now. I kind of regret not doing more with my summer, but I must be getting ready to come out of it because I'm looking forward to a couple of things in September.

*shrug* One can't be 100% all the time. Make it through the day, acknowledge both that you did and that there's another one coming in a few hours and who knows, maybe tomorrow will kick off the upturn. Goals are good to have, but sometimes they can get oppressive. Coasting for a little bit is not a sin.

A monstrous ramblingbibliofile on August 31st, 2003 08:37 pm (UTC)
Been there, doing that
Sometimes it even seems like the goal of any minute is to endure it or make it pass by, unnoticed. (That's one reason I like books and LJ: they help, literally, to pass the time.) Those are some of the not so good days, no? Ideally, one goes on for the sake of seeing what's next for oneself, or something.

Sometimes I think it'd be so much easier to be a religious fanatic, say, a fundamentalist evangelical Christian. Religions provide daily goals ready-made. (Hmm, maybe it's time to rent Dogma, rather than wait for it to come around on cable again.) But really, I think adjusting my Rx is such a better choice.

Hang in there, kiddo.
Peter Hentgesjbru on August 31st, 2003 09:32 pm (UTC)
Sometimes I think we've invented work because it gives us daily goals. Have to get up. Have to go to work. Have to go home. Without that structure, how many of us would just drift aimlessly?

Then, again, there's something very Zen about that kind of existence that appeals to me. Nothing to do, nowhere to go. Just let one's self be.

Your description, though, sounds very different from that. Like you're worn down by the being and trying to find some reason to keep doing it. Gavi's a good reason; she's a wonderful girl. Here's hoping you find some more reasons, my friend.
Annenetmouse on September 1st, 2003 05:38 pm (UTC)

I just got back from Worldcon this evening. Bill had made me homemade chicken soup for dinner because I am very sick. Have to take the day off tomorrow. Been sick since Friday. Saturday morning that really sucked 'cause Friday night I wasn't able to sleep due to headache and fever. But rested in the afternoon and had fun attending the Hugos (and pre and post parties) as Cheryl Morgan's Proofreader for hugo-nominated fanzine Emerald City. I slept both Saturday and Sunday nights, so I think I'm on the mend.

But that's not what I wanted to talk about. It was very fun hanging out with Geri from time to time. Sunday night she was having a lot of fun showing off the lobster skirt Susan made for her. I told her how you guys were the first people to register for next year's ConFusion and I was really looking forward to seeing you.

and I am!

so this seemed like a good time to share that with you.

*hug* again.