Friday, August 20, 2010
Pacing the Page
Homage to Bruce Cockburn... Pacing the Cage is a great song.
Anyway, some days I sit here and stare at the blank page. I go off and wander the Internet, then return to stare some more. I feel like I'm pacing back and forth in a cage when I'm really just at a loss for words. Crazy, I know. I think I used them all up posting on my various forums.
My lesson for the day is... I do not need to have a "free meal." I don't need it, I don't want it, and I'm not going to do it again. The past two Friday lunches have been a sort of social experiment in which I eat whatever I want (within reason-I mean I wouldn't eat a side of beef or something totally obscene.) I started doing it because everyone else seemed to be doing it. Cheat meal, cheat day.. I have decided that it's all a load of bull pucky. The foods I eat satisfy my hunger and my taste buds. There is no reason for me to change that routine just to satisfy some overwrought need to be like all the other kids. Ironically, I get more praise at from my coworkers for eating healthy food all the time than for taking a meal off for bad behavior. Why fight it?
p.s. It's nice when the page is not longer blank, and I am no longer pacing.