I'm suffering from insomnia.
There are a lot of things on my mind, obviously. I feel an urgent need to do something. I straighten out piles of old papers, rearrange the books on my bookshelves, reorganize the files on my harddrive; clean something in my kitchen. There are more important things to be doing, too, but some of them feel heavy and I just don't want to direct my mind in those directions: my finances are more or less in order; my paperwork seems in order; Curt found someone to hire as a replacement for me and we'll be doing some orientation tomorrow.
But all that banality pales when faced with this giant thing happening to me. I'm sure it's much less interesting to the rest of the world than it is to me, too, but I told myself long ago that this blog was for sharing my feelings, mostly in honesty, however they might go.
I have a creeping suspicion that This Here Blog Thingy is going to be getting mighty narcissistic in coming days and weeks. I hope people can understand that. I'll get past it. I'm working on it. Trying.
What I'm listening to right now.
Daft Punk, "Lose Yourself To Dance." Haha. This video has Napoleon Dynamite dancing in one part. It's been a long time since I thought about that movie – I remember thinking it was awesome.