statically dynamic
jack and diane, MCAT, o'connells, molecular biology, the library, ecology and pathanogenic microbiology lab, CVS pharmacy, sleep, trainspotting, walk the dog, molecular biology, coffee, physics, friend therapy, sleep, lcd soundsystem, clean the apartment, grocery, volunteering, oklahoma electric cooperative, cottonwood ridge homeowners association, visit the rents, watch the store, sleep, dire straits, poker, shower...
seems pretty busy, eh? yeah... it is. but amidst all this, i decided to walk to class. and it was a rather pleasant walk down boyd street. i'll prolly repeat this. as many of you know, or don't... i'm a fairly private person, i have to have my alone time, i have to sit and think, i can't function without it. and so i decided that a good time for this would be walking to class on monday/wednesday/friday. (9 am class is a bit too early for even a pleasant walk on tues/thurs). as i walk down the street i get the crazy look from people, "why is she walking? doesn't she realize this is oklahoma and we don't do that?" "awww, do you think she doesn't have a car? should we give her a ride?" but i just gazed and looked on... had my music playing and i just let my brain go for a walk right by me... only it ran and i walked.
some people are comfortable in stability, some people don't know what to do with stability and fear it. the change has to be constant, the lights have to be bright, and the risk has to be maximum. emotionally, physically, whatever. the other side, the stable people, want to be surrounded by the static things in life, this is comforting, like their own little static teddy bear to hug at night. a static person will go absolutely crazy in a dynamic life and a dynamic person will suffocate and die in a static lifestyle.
i am fairly busy this semester and i haven't gotten all my shit together yet, i have a lot to do, and a lot more to plan to do. i've gone through the last semester somewhat floating, going through the motions of doing things, studying, class, hang out a bit, sleep. and there was a comforting discomfort in it. i'm uncomfortable with stability i think. i have to have the constant fluster and motion. i prefer not to have that at my apartment, because this makes it more difficult for me to function outside of these rooms... but i think that last semester, as much as i had my apartment tidey, my brain wasn't messy, it was comforted in the little ditch it was in. now i've been removed from that ditch, and i've become a mess. i need to take a longer walk... maybe down charles street. maybe soon. i'm a terrible mess, and i think this is because i'm not really just going through the motions anymore.
seems pretty busy, eh? yeah... it is. but amidst all this, i decided to walk to class. and it was a rather pleasant walk down boyd street. i'll prolly repeat this. as many of you know, or don't... i'm a fairly private person, i have to have my alone time, i have to sit and think, i can't function without it. and so i decided that a good time for this would be walking to class on monday/wednesday/friday. (9 am class is a bit too early for even a pleasant walk on tues/thurs). as i walk down the street i get the crazy look from people, "why is she walking? doesn't she realize this is oklahoma and we don't do that?" "awww, do you think she doesn't have a car? should we give her a ride?" but i just gazed and looked on... had my music playing and i just let my brain go for a walk right by me... only it ran and i walked.
some people are comfortable in stability, some people don't know what to do with stability and fear it. the change has to be constant, the lights have to be bright, and the risk has to be maximum. emotionally, physically, whatever. the other side, the stable people, want to be surrounded by the static things in life, this is comforting, like their own little static teddy bear to hug at night. a static person will go absolutely crazy in a dynamic life and a dynamic person will suffocate and die in a static lifestyle.
i am fairly busy this semester and i haven't gotten all my shit together yet, i have a lot to do, and a lot more to plan to do. i've gone through the last semester somewhat floating, going through the motions of doing things, studying, class, hang out a bit, sleep. and there was a comforting discomfort in it. i'm uncomfortable with stability i think. i have to have the constant fluster and motion. i prefer not to have that at my apartment, because this makes it more difficult for me to function outside of these rooms... but i think that last semester, as much as i had my apartment tidey, my brain wasn't messy, it was comforted in the little ditch it was in. now i've been removed from that ditch, and i've become a mess. i need to take a longer walk... maybe down charles street. maybe soon. i'm a terrible mess, and i think this is because i'm not really just going through the motions anymore.
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