Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

some lost time

After I fell asleep yesterday most of Sunday afternoon and the night was spent in the strange world of dreams none of which I remember very well. What I do remember is waking up multiple times where I looked at the clock and then rolled over to go back to sleep. The only benefit from all of this is that fourteen hours of sleep tends to bring with it a certain amount of clarity to one's thought or at least it does to mine.

Having lost most of Sunday to the world of sleep I was determined to make up for it today which is very typical of me. I seem to waver between wondering whether I am getting everything that I should out of life to thinking that what I have at the moment is enough. Today was a day that I had to do something to balance out the inactivity of yesterday. It just had to be done or I wouldn't be happy.

Success was mine for most of the morning. One by one I checked off the neglected chores that I had on my list. For example I finally got around to ordering some clothes that I wanted, went over my budget for the rest of the year and got my hair cut all before noon. It felt so good to be doing something productive after lingering in bed for over half a day.

Then in the afternoon all of my momentum was lost. Everything came to a grinding halt. My sister needed a ride and when I went to go get her I proceeded to drive in circles for an hour. The problem was the poor directions that my sister had given me. They didn't make any sense or at least not to me. Wasting over an hour of my time negated everything else that I had accomplished earlier in the day.

 
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