I’ve had an insane pile of work and I admit, I didn’t manage to get to my daily Philosopher Selfies last week. This is, in fact, the first time I’ve had a chance to really sit down. Of course, of course, I’ve been sitting, working at my desk for god-knows how many hours, but “really sitting down” is different. You know what I’m sayin’.
So instead I’m doing a retroactive set of selfies: me looking back at what I can remember from the previous week. What’s the point of doing things and living if we can’t even remember a week later what we’ve done? Am I right?
Mon. March 3 / The calm before the storm
I think this was before the crazy really hit. I woke up, did stuff, and went to bed like a normal person. Even the idea of this feels hazy.
Tues. March 4 / Mardi gras!
At first I couldn’t remember what I did, but then – of course! Mardi gras. “Fat Tuesday”. I went to my first ever Mardi gras party/event-thing and all I can say is what a resoundingly tame disappointment. I was expecting revelry. MADNESS. I’m sorry to break the news, but I think we’ve not only forgotten how to party, but how to really enjoy ourselves. What I observed was disgraceful. The modern world needs more practice at revelry.
Wed. March 5 – Sunday, March 9 / Where I don’t take my own advice
And then I proceeded to go in the complete opposite direction of revelry and work like a mad fiend 12 hours a day for the next five days. Now that I’ve had a chance to reflect, the main things I’ve learned (I think) are:
1. Windows into parallel universes really need to be found, so that when I pull an all-nighter working I can just nip off to the parallel universe where all you do is nap. Perpetual kindergarten nap time. The PKNT universe.
And… well, that’s all I really learned. Need to get on this parallel PKNT universe thing.