Looks like I fell off the back of the wagon again. Or whatever the appropriate cliche is for forgetting to write (or just stopping, without the excuse of forgetting).
I've been collecting, printing, and filling out all sorts of paperwork to register for a Master's of Information Science. There have been deep ruts, large obstacles and plenty of hopeful rebounds. I don't want to delve into the details, but right now I'm feeling cautiously hopeful (again) that things will work out.
In one day and a few hours, I'll be on my way back to Toronto, this time with my brother, to visit, tour, remove some obstacles and fill in some ruts (or at least learn how), and search for a dwelling. I'm not sure which is more worrisome, as both of the last two activities are equally important to my future in that Canadian city. Meeting my brother on the plane will be fun. It's been seven years since I've traveled with anyone.
Today I learned that being anxious or feeling stressed about something decreases one's ability to concentrate - on anything but the cause of the anxiety and stress. Not that I needed to be told that. It's pretty self-evident about 9 months out of the year. But now I know there's research behind it that says that everybody else does it, too. Anyways, I'm trying to ACT, instead of THINK, about the stressers (stressors?) - Causes of stress - in my current situation. Hence the avoidance of details. I also read recently, and this has stuck with me so far, about the motto: "fix it." I.e. Just do it. (Side note: All of the above wisdom comes from Real Simple magazine, aside from the last sentence, which is quite obviously Nike's.)
I realize this is pretty much meaningless blather, but writing is cathartic, and I happened to have my computer on my lap instead of my journal, which I temporarily have no intention of locating.
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