Saturday, January 27, 2007
A Giant Among Pygmies
Do any of you ever feel like you're doing so much that you're doing nothing? I am kind of there right now. Sure, I'm up in the morning writing, but has my article yet been published? Um, no. Have I gotten anything since? Um, no. Am I making a fortune ebaying? Um, no. And so on and so on and so on.
I often wonder: how much of this energy devoted to "being accomplished" is just internal drive and how much of it is society based: "If you don't make X amount, you suck." How much of it is insecurity? Or how much of it is just plain necessity that, as an intelligent woman with an interesting life before the routine of mothering, I require stimulation of the cranial kind here and there?
Not sure. Don't know. But I'm working on it.
Not a very exciting post to be sure. But I did buy these rainboots for Stink the other day. I like them. They say to the world: I'm an animal of a different color. I'm not afraid of a little water. I will smile. I will flirt with you. But don't fuck with me, cause I'll rip your head right off.