i know i’ve mentioned it before, but i hate transitions. at least i think i do. maybe there is some part of me that wants to be an upstart, though, because i think i’ve lived the last 4 years as a series of fits and starts: quit this, start this, get-used-to-this-only-to-have-it-end.
i was about to write something like “i can’t wait for all of this transitional insanity to be over so that i can live my regular life.” but i’ve been reading the miracle of mindfulness, recommended by my lovely (real-life) friend sleepless. the author emphasizes the value in all of life, and discourages living for the next moment — it’s very anti-mindfulness to be always thinking of the next step.
so, i will bask in the fabulousness that is my current transitional insanity. and i will realize that it means i get to:
– have a fantastically flexible schedule
– get to learn about the science i was doing and write about it in a peaceful environment
– work part time in lab, thus leading to nice variation in what i do all day
and that i should enjoy it while i can. life is short.