its getting cold and windy in Oakland and the tree is up, all dignified
in its beauty, never minding the fact that its plastic. and my life has become a sort of routine. early morning, walk the lake,bart to downtown, email, coffee, phone, papers, meetings... its what i was attempting to achieve and finally have it. its all about adjusting. this weekend was the first time in 1 month that i got a good night sleep. i slept for 13 hours, straight. i suppose this is how people's lives are. 9-5, dry cleaners after work, pick up the kids from school, supper, sleep and all over again. wow. i cant say thatim super stoked about this new life of mine. the job is good, can't complain, im definitely learning new skill sets and indulging myself in a field i never even considered. very posh, but i like it. and im still trying to make friends here in this familiar city, and find a nook, a coffee shop, a book club. im traveling again i suppose in some tiny little way. im happy im in the Bay, there is something about this part of California that is so irresistible to me. i am just now getting excited about life all over again. through the routine and the work and the tired days, i feel little jitters from time to time about the silliest things, like Berkeley Bowl, and fish, and museums, and Popsicles. So V is coming back to herself again. yay!! Still planning my next trip....
in its beauty, never minding the fact that its plastic. and my life has become a sort of routine. early morning, walk the lake,bart to downtown, email, coffee, phone, papers, meetings... its what i was attempting to achieve and finally have it. its all about adjusting. this weekend was the first time in 1 month that i got a good night sleep. i slept for 13 hours, straight. i suppose this is how people's lives are. 9-5, dry cleaners after work, pick up the kids from school, supper, sleep and all over again. wow. i cant say thatim super stoked about this new life of mine. the job is good, can't complain, im definitely learning new skill sets and indulging myself in a field i never even considered. very posh, but i like it. and im still trying to make friends here in this familiar city, and find a nook, a coffee shop, a book club. im traveling again i suppose in some tiny little way. im happy im in the Bay, there is something about this part of California that is so irresistible to me. i am just now getting excited about life all over again. through the routine and the work and the tired days, i feel little jitters from time to time about the silliest things, like Berkeley Bowl, and fish, and museums, and Popsicles. So V is coming back to herself again. yay!! Still planning my next trip....
1 Comments:
you make it sound so dull -- makes me want to end it all.
hey, that rhymes. I think the whole cliche about 9-5 worklife comes as a result of the fact that this is what people see about each other most often. we see everyone commuting to and from work like drones -- we are hammered with that image day in and day out. and we sometimes internalize it and see our own life through that same set of glasses.
But you know my feelings on this -- your job doesn't define you or make you into a different person -- sure it can expose some qualities that were already there... a job is really a way for you to make some impact on your-self ($$$) and hopefully those around you... it's good for you, makes you feel productive, raises your confidence, etc etc etc.
I guess my point is ... don't fall for that whole "I'm now part of the system, and I've lost my uniqueness" BS.
That is all.
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