It’s been a while.

I am having a hard time keeping my soul’s desires satiated while holding down a job. Battle axe that I am.

I guess I’ll go into that a little bit. It’s consisted of much travel, but that part’s over now. For which I’m kind of relieved… And this idea that I needed to get newer, better luggage was seriously preoccupying me. Plus I missed my family and friends and all that, which you know, is always nice.

I like it, it’s interesting to me and the experience of changing jobs has been sobering. Feeling like a n00b has never been something I’ve been comfortable with and I finally have now.

I’ve gotten comfortable with the fact that every day is another walk up the sisyphisian boulder crawl. I constantly have to learn something new, understand it, MASTER IT, and then do it all over again the following day. I’ve actually become better at doing things. Not just work things, all things. My mind is more active and truthfully, I think all the knitting, crafts and sitting around in cafes retarded by mental abilities a little bit. Which is nice every now and then, but knowing you are becoming more efficient is such a fun feeling. It’s like learning to read for the first time. You’re super excited and then you want to read anything! Everything!

I want to do stuff. This will be the year of doing stuff! Cool stuff.

I just tried to think of the cutest foil I could: Misery Bear. Who is apparently being endorsed by Kate Moss. This is the feeling, the spirit, that plagues so many. I’ve felt misery bear’s pain once or twice before. Thankfully not for long. Not for years and years. If you don’t know what I mean, just look at him:

Poor Misery Bear.

And look at that gorgeous woman. Ms. “Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels”. The woman has excavated the depths of the female psyche like none other. I actually mean this. But that’s a tale for another post…