A reflection of reading

 For three weeks now I have read intensely. 

I have finished five sci books. I finished a chapter in the context book. I finished a chapter in the problem solving book. 

I stepped away from academia, finding the distance element was not just horizontal, but verticle, placing me at the bottom of a pile. 

A thousand files remain to download. 

I enjoyed a day not writing on this. 

The World is Anger? Just Read

I 'finished' the Stephen King this week.

I lost the thread of the story several times. The power of my concentration dimmed more than once. I think I need to do something about that.  

Ride to the university, waking up early despite the drink and poor food. Sit in front of the library lifts, ready to read early. Find yourself falling asleep, more than once. 

I think it is important to 'overallocate' time to do things, especially when the involve institutions and other people. 

I should probably talk to Joanne at some point about my experiences. 

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My concentration is questionable. But I feel if I just read, then good things will happen. 

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As I wake up and think about the minor inconveniences that fall before me, I should just read. 

In comparison to the smart and well-read person I could, my mind feels like mush. 

I think the todo list has affected me in a strange way. 

Gym?  

Another good week: be cool?

To think that we can control our thoughts is hubris at best. But we can control our secondary thoughts, or how much 'fucks' we give to something that has popped to us. 

I have read over the past three weeks a tremendous number of books. Reading again is resonating music within me. I think I will actually begin to read some Steven King. 

I realise how important communication is with my partner. I feel there is some spark needed, and some time. And I feel I need to figure out what is important and to spend time on that. 

Running, and planning traveling. 

I look at my todo list. It is overwhelming with things that I do not really want to do. And it is overwhelming with stuff I do not find I want to do. 

But... I gymed. I read. I avoided wasteful wants. 

Ready for a new year - will I stay well?

Every January for many years I suffer illness. 

This December I fell low with sinus and ear infections. However, I feel better now. 

My sleep has been variable. However, I have managed to push it above 75 recently. Out of seven days, four were above 75, with last night above 80. I could easily have suffered in my sleep but instead I enjoyed discipline enough to feel well. 

I am not focused enough on my home life with my partner. I need to consider that more, I think. 

I am running now most days with strength. My knees hurt less and my weight is beginning to regulate itself. My abs are showing, and my core grows stronger. 

2024 feels like a positive year. 

I want to read me. I lay in bed and I enjoy reading. 

So much 'I'

 I have read more in three days than I have for perhaps a year. 

I have about 53 tasks. Again, this is too much. I wonder if I can change how I approach 'too many tasks'?

I enjoy