...and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us."
Yes, I started with a Shakespeare quote. How pretentious of me. The theme for this post is Time. It is 4:20am as I beging to write this, 4:20am on the 11th January 2008, already 11 days into this new year. Already I have achieved some things this year, though none are related to my resolutions (unfortunately).
I've made 2 people feel better about themselves.
One I've known for quite some time, have a great deal of affection for, but is plagued by low self-esteem/self-worth despite being one of the nicest, most dedicated, hard-working girls I know. I haven't actually seen her months now, but we stay in touch and it always pains me when her life sucks and I'm not around to do anything to help. Call me old-fashioned, but I don't like seeing women upset, and she's had a lot of crap heaped on her in the last 3 years. She's shovelled through it all and come out a stronger person. I admire and respect her for that, as well as understand why we need to stay apart. It gets too complicated.
The other I haven't known as long, but in some ways know just as well. She told me recent that no one has ever told her how great she is. I thought for a start she was just being modest but then I realised that, sadly, she was being honest. Hopefully I've cheered her up and at least knocked out a few of the dents in her own self-image these last few days.
As for me. Well, I've spent the last few days tinkering with computer bits - installing a new motherboard, processor and graphics card into my old box. Its a bit tight in there now, but its running great! - as well as writing, not sleeping well, and watching Transformers the Movie (the new one, not the animated classic). I wanted to be up to this point with the writing about a month ago, but things have been slow and, I'll admit it, pretty hard. Redrafting is hard. Re
writing is even harder. I knew it wasn't working the first time. I knew it would have to be changed to retcon for the bit sandwiched inbetween that I hadn't written yet, but I never expected it to be quite this much work.
I kinda get the feeling that people around me have been looking down on me lately. All I seem to do is sit here at this computer and play games while they are out working. That makes me really unhappy, even though I may be being paranoid. Fact is, I'd LIKE to be out there, earning a wage, being independent. I actually dislike living at home and sponging off my parents. After 8 years living in Lancaster, its really hard being so dependent on someone else. Its like someone has pressed the pause button on my life, and I'm stuck. Worst thing is, despite all my efforts, I can't seem to shift the pause button myself. I like to think that I am not playing the "fool with time", that I am doing something worthwhile, that some day soon a publisher will see my work and go "My word, we must print this!!", that I may actually make something out of this endeavour of two years and countless hours of intellectual toil. Something to make all the headaches, the sleepless nights, the sleep-filled days, the anxieties, all of it worthwhile.
I can but hope.