Want to settle down and write today.
Very excited by a book I bought and by the general direction of my reading.
Still need to keep pushing forward. Still feel daunted sometimes.
Still feel aimless most of the time.
I wonder what this business of control is all about.
I was at work the other day behind the counter. Standing inside my little cafe square. I started to wonder if other people felt trapped. I wonder how other people cope with these feelings of confinement.
I wonder about my experiences and what I can do to get beyond them while staying within them. Limit-experiences, Focuault might say. I wonder what he meant by that.
I wonder about a lot of things.
I wonder what I'll have for lunch.
I wonder how my writing will go after I eat.
Because I need to eat before I write.
Curse this need for food. Curse it all.
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