What I’m Doing Now #8
As I said in my last update, February went by like a whirlwind with so many things going on. But March… I have no idea where the month went. I tried looking back on notes, conversations, and photos to see what I’d done, but alas, it’s almost as though I didn’t exist for the month. There were some photos of the local pier, a thick fog, and some dramatic clouds. So I guess weather was still a thing in March.
I decided to finally start up my language studies again after a long hiatus, and I’m getting back into the swing of things there. Not much to report, other than that. Side note: to those of you who translate my blog to read it, does my excessive use of idioms make it difficult to translate? I imagine some of the things I say make little sense in other languages. I’m not sure I always make sense in English.
I think the biggest drama of the month was being unable to move my ebooks from Calibre onto my e-reader. A tragedy, I know. It seemed like the bug had been fixed yesterday after some tinkering, but then the same problem reared its ugly head: Calibre won’t detect my device, or detects it and then crashes. I suspect it might be a problem on my e-reader’s end given that the problem only started after its last update.
In terms of culinary adventures, I haven’t had the energy or license to cook or experiment much this month, which hurts my soul in an indescribable way. It feels like energy has been an uphill battle for several months now, but there aren’t many more novel solutions I can try other than just coping for the time being. I’ve been trying to sleep more, which is difficult for me. Partly from lifelong insomnia, and partly because I can’t quite move on from the mindset that it’s an “unproductive waste of time” (as I told adults when I was 10 years old). My body seems to be aiming without my permission for polyphasic sleep lately which, of course, is less than ideal. Two chunks of about three hours each with a two to three hour break in between. Am I getting old if I need to take naps during the day now too? Maybe I’m unconsciously preparing for the baby.
As for my graphic novel project, that is—predictably—on hold again. I told myself I don’t have the energy, yet my long-distance friend and I have been exchanging 13,000 word emails somehow. Is it because I’m losing interest in the project? It doesn’t feel like that. Maybe it’s the lack of external accountability with the project? Or maybe I’m pushing myself too much to reply to people. Time will tell. Unless self-awareness gets there first, but somehow I doubt it.
Regarding writing, I have myriad unfinished drafts now, and nothing ready for publication yet. On the one hand, I’m not completing much, but on the other, it’s progress all the same. When, and if, my energy starts returning, I’ll have quite a few ideas to hammer out, which is nice.