I came here to write something else entirely, but I just feel like whining. I’ve been procrastinating all night and trying to shake my bad attitude, which can be summed up thusly: The School of Life is hard, I’m tired, and I don’t want to do any homework.
I mean, c’mon, do I really have to actually DO things to improve myself? Can’t I just sit around and think a lot about how great it will feel when I am perfect? Because that’s not, like, deep, complicated thinking; that’s just nice warm-fuzzy thinking. I can get drunk off that stuff.
No, of course I must face life with a clear head that is ready to think hard. But do I have to do it now? Can’t I wait to figure out all the things until after I have watched Game of Thrones or played Words with Friends or checked Facebook? Surely I can do a little of each of those before I get started. Right? But how much is a little? I mean, I am learning stuff on Facebook–all those, uh, news articles I read are contributing to my knowledge of important national and world goings-on. Not to mention all those inspirational posts telling me I CAN do it; I can be the me I’ve always wanted to be, if I just meditate/pray/forgive/love/laugh/donate/run/walk/look at pictures of puppies and kittens. So a little extra Facebook time won’t hurt.
And so then what if I think hard for just, like, five minutes, and figure out just one or two of the things instead of all the things? Will that be enough for the three-hour period I have to myself at the end of each day? After all, the rest of the day I’m figuring all the things out for myself and for all the children, except that once they’re figured out there’s no time to act on the figuring because someone is hungry/is thirsty/needs to use the bathroom/has colored on the walls. And after that I’ve forgotten all the figuring anyway.
Where was I going with all this? Something about thinking hard. And a school of some sort. That sounds like it requires coherency and other stuff that is not fun.
Maybe I should play hooky tomorrow. I will give it some thought.