present indecision Somewhere in the early morning hours of the day, I fell asleep in the middle of the bedroom floor listening to Bruce Springsteen. Staying awake all night had lost its charm. Then when I woke hours later I was as confused as ever for a Tuesday. For some reason I still don't know quite what to do on this last part of my weekend. I should either sleep the day away or get out and do something until I have to go to work. Milling around the house unable to decide one way or the other usually depresses me more than anything else with the afternoon hours being the worst time for me. Everything seems to be under control in my life, but I'm not sure what I want to do next. Beyond a small trip to northern Wisconsin in August, I don't have any real plans for the rest of the year. A second short trip out to California is still a little murky at the moment and I haven't worked out that many details. If I don't go anywhere then the thought of picking up a class this fall crosses my mind every so often, but I'm not sure if that is what I want either. I am so used to living in the now that saying where I will be a few months or a year from now is hard for me to do. Sometimes I don't see that as a negative either. I also doubt that I will change my pattern anytime soon.
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