equal parts cyclical and unpredictable
I'm very proud of this blog. (I pause to admire the conceitedness of this statement.)
Really, though. Some time has passed since my last entry, but the ones that precede this one don't embarass me to read. I scroll down the page and I'm reminded exactly where my head was during the first half of last year. A massive falling out with a best friend. An "eviction" and two moves in two months. A job that I loved and loathed in equal parts. A bright idea that I saw through to realization.
In the past I abandoned old blogs after I felt the storyline they documented had concluded, which was typically right around the end of the school year (good ones) or the semester (bad ones). This, my first post-graduate blog, I thought was finished once July 19th of last year passed without incident. An awful year survived, rotten memories wiped off my conscience. But while progress through college is marked neatly by academic years, terms, drop days, vacations, exams and commencements, real life tends to continue barreling at you indiscriminately, whether you're ready or not.
By August 2nd, a bad night again landed me in dislike with cast and in trouble with management. Shades of the same old shit... summers have become the season of my insurmountable frustration. I was wrong for thinking an anniversary marked the end of a problem. Forget about what you overcome for a second, and it comes right back to haunt you.
A lot has happened, and I suppose I'll eventually elaborate upon some of it, but thinking about the challenges I struggled through last year, I realize I find myself back in the same places as before. Dissatisfied with my living situation. Near the brink of fallout with roommates. Increasingly disillusioned and unhappy at work. Still working on a bright idea that needs to be seen through to realization.
I do believe it's time to resume chasing the mice in my skull.
Really, though. Some time has passed since my last entry, but the ones that precede this one don't embarass me to read. I scroll down the page and I'm reminded exactly where my head was during the first half of last year. A massive falling out with a best friend. An "eviction" and two moves in two months. A job that I loved and loathed in equal parts. A bright idea that I saw through to realization.
In the past I abandoned old blogs after I felt the storyline they documented had concluded, which was typically right around the end of the school year (good ones) or the semester (bad ones). This, my first post-graduate blog, I thought was finished once July 19th of last year passed without incident. An awful year survived, rotten memories wiped off my conscience. But while progress through college is marked neatly by academic years, terms, drop days, vacations, exams and commencements, real life tends to continue barreling at you indiscriminately, whether you're ready or not.
By August 2nd, a bad night again landed me in dislike with cast and in trouble with management. Shades of the same old shit... summers have become the season of my insurmountable frustration. I was wrong for thinking an anniversary marked the end of a problem. Forget about what you overcome for a second, and it comes right back to haunt you.
A lot has happened, and I suppose I'll eventually elaborate upon some of it, but thinking about the challenges I struggled through last year, I realize I find myself back in the same places as before. Dissatisfied with my living situation. Near the brink of fallout with roommates. Increasingly disillusioned and unhappy at work. Still working on a bright idea that needs to be seen through to realization.
I do believe it's time to resume chasing the mice in my skull.
posted by Adam at 11:08 PM
