Since this apotheosis of limited success, my efforts have proven unfruitful. I have been meaning to:
- hone my web design skills,
- cook for myself regularly,
- read works of classic literature for the fun of it and
- exercise regularly (both cardiovascular and weight training.
Unfortunately, the transition from dream to reality scaled things back a bit. So far, my progress has been disappointing. I have managed to:
- resurrect my online résumé project and cobble together something that looks professional enough using skills I already had and faking it when necessary,
- make a few chicken dishes that were all pretty much the same but one included italian dressing,
- buy a copy of Moby Dick and display it proudly on my bookshelf and
- put off going to the gym to avoid a pulmonary embolism due to the blood clots I have spontaneously started forming in my legs.
Admittedly, I have made some progress. I've begun an accelerated graduate program that will almost certainly land me a challenging job that will probably pay pretty well. I've made some casual friends at UMR. I've been in a relationship with someone I love for going on five months now. I've made great strides toward establishing a friendship with my brother.
All is not lost, but I wish I could make some internal, spiritual, and disciplined changes in myself. We'll keep trying.

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