Today, although actually being Monday, has felt more like Tuesday since I spent yesterday working at the model shop tending to giant robots. This is, I assure you, a totally accurate description of my day yesterday. I got up at 6, went to Starbucks, then spent the rest of the day (until 5.30 at least) in a building watching over giant robots, taking care of their problems as they arose. It was a long and tiring day, but I'm hoping it was worth it. I don't really know what would make it worthwhile or not, which makes a determination of its worth compared to the lost weekend hours difficult if not impossible.
I'm not exactly thinking coherently at the moment. For as awake and energetic as I was Sunday morning at 6, I was back to being my usual teetering-on-the-edge-of-driving-not-being-a-safe-activity tired today. I did sleep in until noon on Saturday, though, so perhaps I just need to start getting eleven hours of sleep a night instead of my benchmark eight. Sleep is far too complex. I want a sleep bar whose level will increase and decrease to show me the amount of sleep I need to feel rested.
It feels strange to not be able to tell people what I am doing exactly. I've never really worked on anything of consequence before, and now there is encouragement to be vague. Curious.
I'm really trying to get back into playing music. I've made a habit of playing the drums for a bit after work; making an effort to burn some calories and get my heart rate up a little. My arms are a bit sore today after yesterday's failed attempt to keep up with RIOT! and today's lower-key-but-still-challenging play though of Singularity. I am by no means a competent drummer again, but I'm getting there. I managed to fix the bass drum pedal at least, so it works again.
I'd love to write a new song, but I haven't been able to think in music lately.
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