I’m looking forward to buying new gloves and a new toque of some sort this evening. If I can’t stop nature, and I must endure another winter in this city, I might as well try to do it with as little fuss as possible.
As is usually the case, I feel that I haven’t had enough time to do all that I wish to. For instance, there’s still that pile of books over a thousand pages tall to go through, and that’s not including the programming books I’ve been wanting to re-start. There’s also the three different art projects that I’d really love to get into so that I’ve got something to put up on that site apart from a placeholder page. It’s not that I need time away from work, I just need time to do the work I wish for.
Even when I do crude calculations beginning with lies such as “If I stop watching television…” or “If I just started…” things come out impossible, because the reality of the situation (as always) is that I just need to do the things I wish to do, and stop thinking about why I can’t yet do them.
Fortune favors the bold, and real artists ship.
