Tired? Long day? Join the club. (In 2 Parts)

Part I: The Complaint (the second part is less complainy)

I've found that you can never know how exhausted you can get until you're there. Honestly, I thought today wouldn't be too bad. In fact, I thought it might even be relaxing. Can you believe that? I know that I can't, not anymore. I started my day with the alarm on my phone buzzing in my ear at 7 a.m. To say I was reluctant to rise would be an understatement. I felt like lying around for the rest of the day. You have to admit that at some point a bed and sheets become so comfortable that it feels as if leaving them would be, dare I say, sinful. I don't think I need to explain, but getting up was a battle of wills that I don't always win. Of course, any forms of grogginess were completely defeated by my early morning workout, which isn't all that routine due to the whole "gotta keep your body guessing" thing. I then went and had breakfast, giving in at one point to the temptation of a slice of bacon.

After that I met with someone who had a friend's things, this friend in question had to return to China and has entrusted me with his belongings that he had to leave behind in the hopes that I might one day return them, and of course the meeting was a total flop. The objects in question were forgotten, and that didn't surprise me as much as left me disappointed, because I'm not entirely sure what he left here. This was followed by a return to the dorm, a shower, a checking of email, and a stroll down to lunch. I ate alone. That's fine as long as I have something to think about, and I usually always do.

Once this is completed I venture down to a building that few seem to go into except the rarely seen art majors, in order to go to my ceramics class. There, I work on throwing clay and a slab project involving the use of engobe slip (it's like watered down, colored clay that you can use as a paint to put color on your clay that isn't a glaze) for over three hours.

Once I left this site, I went back to my room and had the wonderful idea to take a nap. Little did I know (I know, ominous, right?) this "nap" would lead to me feeling even more drained of energy than before. Does this ever happen to you? Does your body suddenly realize that you're allowing it to rest and takes this time to remind you of the ridiculous amount of sleep debt that you've built up over the years? I think that's what happened. Anyway, I continue with whatever work I have after a brief dinner, all the while lying in bed because the energy just isn't there. I arise to meet someone for a research meeting on the film, "Lawrence of Arabia," of which I've actually already done a lot of. In order to ready myself for this get together, I decided to buy some coffee, but as I write these words, it doesn't seem to have any effect whatsoever. Bummer. On a bright-ish note, they did push the meeting up an hour so that I can wait even longer... LIFE!!!

Part II: Something other than Complaining

To be fair, because I'm so tired at the moment, I know that I'll sleep well. And who knows?! Maybe I'll have a fun and interesting dream that I'll be able to share with other people and/or this blog! I'm worried about my ability to get this research done, but I have the utmost confidence that this coffee will eventually kick in and allow me to kick ass AND take names (I hope).

On another note, my life's not bad, and there are far worse things to be doing research on than one of the best Epic movies of all time. OF ALL TIME! I do think that this experience will help me to better appreciate the times in my life where I actually get a chance to rest and relax and take things at a slower (more reasonable) pace. At 23 years of age, I don't think that will necessarily be happening any time soon, but it is something that I have a tendency to look forward to.

A part of me is lazy by nature but another part of me wants to always go at 110% all the time even though I know that that's mathematically impossible (AND I HATE MATH!!). I'm filled with contradictions much like this post may or may not seem to you, the reader. Currently, I'm going to try my best... to try my best, and hope that that gets me somewhere nice and appreciable.

Until next time...

Much love,

Nathan