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Early to rise
Oct. 26th, 2010 08:19 amWell, by my standards. Sleeping in by yours. Still, help me add this up: Go to bed at 2 or 2:30 AM, can drag self out of bed at 11:30 (30 minutes post alarm). Go to bed a couple of minutes after midnight, give up sleeping after 7:44 (alarm set for 8:30).
At 7:44, I was thinking about my good friend's push to get about two and a half grand in pledges to fund a photography book project. I was thinking about why it made me happy that at least the pledge drive succeeded. The neatest sum I can make of it is the combination of that word justice, through the lens of an upbringing that involved Protestant work ethic; I see someone work hard to do something good and want them to get their fair due from their labours.
( But that wasn't the long, involved thought process at 7:44, and in a way this is only part of it. )
Yes, when I'm conscious in bed I'm generally thinking about how I would explain ideas to people in writing, and usually on this blog. That's how far gone I am as a writer. I just don't feel compelled to think about anything else in the same way.
Current reading: Past Fuentes, and a Nigerian's ponderings about hunger-striking in prison, and another writer's musings on food, and on to the American section of this essay compilation. This section started with Thoreau, Walking, proudly proclaiming that in wildness is the preservation of the world.
Oh, and from the music vid I recently posted, behind-the-scenes photos. They're okay.
At 7:44, I was thinking about my good friend's push to get about two and a half grand in pledges to fund a photography book project. I was thinking about why it made me happy that at least the pledge drive succeeded. The neatest sum I can make of it is the combination of that word justice, through the lens of an upbringing that involved Protestant work ethic; I see someone work hard to do something good and want them to get their fair due from their labours.
( But that wasn't the long, involved thought process at 7:44, and in a way this is only part of it. )
Yes, when I'm conscious in bed I'm generally thinking about how I would explain ideas to people in writing, and usually on this blog. That's how far gone I am as a writer. I just don't feel compelled to think about anything else in the same way.
Current reading: Past Fuentes, and a Nigerian's ponderings about hunger-striking in prison, and another writer's musings on food, and on to the American section of this essay compilation. This section started with Thoreau, Walking, proudly proclaiming that in wildness is the preservation of the world.
Oh, and from the music vid I recently posted, behind-the-scenes photos. They're okay.
