What am I going to do? Where do I belong?

When the husband comments that there isn't much activity on the blog, I know it's time to get some writing done.

Saturday today, and I'm feeling lazy. Very lazy. I have comments to send to a student, two critiques to write, lunch to fix, a paper to write, two stories to complete, a living room floor to clear, books that I desperately want to read...but I just don't want to move.

I sit by my computer, watch movie trailers (P.S. is particularly good. Laura Linney is terrific and Topher Grace is certainly an interesting actor to watch), and read the news.

One of my friends in Singapore is nicknamed Sloth. I think I deserve that title more than he does now. My tennis racket leans forlornly against the wall in my living room. I dream of rock-climbing, but don't do nearly enough arm-strengthening exercises. Not that I would go rock-climbing even if my arms were in form. Where does one go rock-climbing here anyway? And my rock-climbing partner, DSD, is on the other side of the world. Maybe I could go swimming if I finish all this work. Maybe I could peel myself from this desk and start with the messy floor and work my way to the kitchen to fix myself some hearty soup.

Maybes. Life today is filled with maybes. Where am I going? Where will I be one year from now? What will I accomplish two hours from now? A nice lunch and one written critique completed, I hope.

Posted by Monoceros at November 20, 2004 11:57 AM