evannichols (evannichols) wrote,
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Musings…

Sometimes I imagine a Life Clock, not unlike the hourglasses described in the Discworld books, but for mine, the ticking of one “second” is marked by the sounding of my alarm clock every morning. “Tick.” My clock chants “Wake up! Wake up!” (Yes, that’s what it says.) Then, a day happens. Then, “Tick!” My clock is chanting again, and it’s time to rinse and repeat....

My days don’t have the unnatural repetition of “Groundhog Day” (which, interestingly enough, just happened), but my mornings are very much alike. This morning I thought about how we’ve ticked our way through all of January, and I feel as if I’ve hardly done anything. I know that’s not true; I’ve been quite busy all month. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that I feel like I’m still in the same place I was a month ago.

I’m not quite having a “Red Queen” experience (i.e. Running as fast as I can, but staying in one place (as if I need to explain the reference to any of you reading my journal!)). It feels more like the steady pace of the recreational marathon runner; not so fast that I can’t keep going for a long time, but still an effort. I have kept up on my weekly publications. I just haven’t gained much ground on the projects.

At one time in my life, I had Too Much Free Time. Really. Once I left work, I had neither obligations nor plans for filling my evening and weekend hours. I watched a lot of movies.

I really can’t complain, though; my extracurricular activities are all voluntary. I could quit them at any time. But that would be wrong.

Although I’d hoped to have some sort of brilliant insight from all this, but I don’t. I do know that the day is flying by, soon it will be time to go to bed, then the alarm will chant...
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