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Jul. 8th, 2012 10:23 pmStaycation almost over...haven't done much. Saw two Broadway shows. Went to see the doc.
Ran around the block two days in a row. Joined Weight Watchers. Read a book. Watched a movie. And watched various episodes of Breaking Bad.
Took a general break from people.
Dread work. It will be stressful, this we know. I'm just hoping no one else dies.
Next week, I'm going to try a writer's workshop - so have sent the week's writing samples to work place. It's about a 20-30 minute walk from my home...so I may try walking it. Might be faster than trying the subway or bus.
I read other's blogs...and I feel like an oddity. I'm not domestic. I don't sew. I cook, but I live alone. I don't own pets. Or plants (tend to kill them (plants) and allergic (pets)). Am a culture junkie. And I find writing what I'm doing each day deathly dull.
Much more interesting to write book and movie reviews. Or ponder things.
On the religion front? I like to live in the moment. I don't know what or who God is. And half the time I believe, half I question. Religion I question all the time. But I don't personalize God really. And people aren't smart enough to be God, limited by their own emotions and narrow perception. Too much about the I and We and Ours...and against the them, you, and theirs...to appreciate the vast scope of the universe. We can't see beyond our own nose, our needs, our desires, our fears, our wants, our values, our prejudices, and our presumptions....yet we are all so arrogant to believe we can and do. You need look no further than our stories to see this is case. Stories like Clybourne Park and Breaking Bad humble me...for they remind me that there's a pattern, I just can't see it.
Ran around the block two days in a row. Joined Weight Watchers. Read a book. Watched a movie. And watched various episodes of Breaking Bad.
Took a general break from people.
Dread work. It will be stressful, this we know. I'm just hoping no one else dies.
Next week, I'm going to try a writer's workshop - so have sent the week's writing samples to work place. It's about a 20-30 minute walk from my home...so I may try walking it. Might be faster than trying the subway or bus.
I read other's blogs...and I feel like an oddity. I'm not domestic. I don't sew. I cook, but I live alone. I don't own pets. Or plants (tend to kill them (plants) and allergic (pets)). Am a culture junkie. And I find writing what I'm doing each day deathly dull.
Much more interesting to write book and movie reviews. Or ponder things.
On the religion front? I like to live in the moment. I don't know what or who God is. And half the time I believe, half I question. Religion I question all the time. But I don't personalize God really. And people aren't smart enough to be God, limited by their own emotions and narrow perception. Too much about the I and We and Ours...and against the them, you, and theirs...to appreciate the vast scope of the universe. We can't see beyond our own nose, our needs, our desires, our fears, our wants, our values, our prejudices, and our presumptions....yet we are all so arrogant to believe we can and do. You need look no further than our stories to see this is case. Stories like Clybourne Park and Breaking Bad humble me...for they remind me that there's a pattern, I just can't see it.