I scribbled some when I got home and out of the shower this eve… not much, but it felt good because the creative juices have been, uh, atrophied, lately.
While my head is certainly not clearer, I do feel a bit better. The job’s sunk in more or less, so barring any curve balls I think I can manage that for the time being. Of course, that just leaves the rest of my pile ‘o crap to deal with.
I think there are some things I’ve dealt with that I’d classify as harder than this, but perhaps that has less to do with the nature of the situation than the circumstances – if you know what I mean. There is reacting to a situation and then there is instigating one. Perhaps another place where my lack of ballsy assertive behaviour could be a failure. Either way, things have to be said and I’m finding it hard to say them.
But never fear, I am nothing if not stubborn. Steadfast, persistent, determined, bullheaded, tenacious, obstinate, wilful etc. All the positive and negative connotations, I’m sure. We’ll see how this bullheaded Bull gets through this one, eh?
listening to: Atom Bomb – Fluke
reading: Tideline – Elizabeth Bear
eating: chicken caesar salad
feeling: relaxed
headspace: ars poetica