I am a person of some habit. There are routines your don’t want to start breaking because it is hard to get back into the groove. I think this is particularly true of consumption. When I find an author I like, I tend to read all their stuff and feel unsatisfied when there isn’t a new offering by them available. In terms of production of items, like this blog, it is also tough to get off the track. As my schedule exploded I noticed it was more difficult to write the kinds of blogs I enjoy. I really like finding those odd or silly things we do without even thinking and try to unravel them. I haven’t offered my regular readers anything good in a week, and I am out of the groove in producing it.
I can rationalize it (though this is a dangerous thing to start doing as well).
All I have been doing the last to weeks is working and I haven’t really spent any time doing anything else other than basic personal maintenance (eating, but not always). It really helps to have an hour or two without a heaping pile of expectation. Einstein once said that if you read all the time you are only getting other people’s thoughts and never finding an of your own. I have found that with blogs: I need to have things happening in my personal life or they grind to a halt. This can be as simple as shopping or going to a movie, or even watching one in bed. I’d love to tell you I am even getting that done these days, but no. I do have a good blog in the pipeline I need to write: Clive Owen is a human sleeping pill.
That is for another day.
