Today’s prompt: What rhythm are you moving with right now – and does it feel like your own?
I feel like Elaines Benes, from Seinfeld, dancing. There’s clearly movement, predictable motions even, but it’s so terse and disjointed that it’ll never match a steady beat. I don’t seem to be getting the same pleasure out of it as she did.
The radio that plays the music that animates my life right now is picking up crossed signals. There’s always music, but the direction it’s coming from and the genre keep changing. It’s unsettling at times, but I get enough of most songs to at least be able to enjoy a verse and sing along with the chorus.
I really want SANA Stationery & Gifts to go somewhere this year. To make that happen, I’m trying to get some projects off the ground. Between a few hours at the shop each weekend and some time to play around with designs for 3D prints on weekdays, I’m working for small wins right now.
Work has been challenging, not so much in the work itself but in my approach toward it. I’m not feeling it and I haven’t in several years. The school and my role doesn’t seem to improve my attitude toward the work. I’m questioning what I’m trying to achieve as an educator, while also trying to do my job well.
Then, there’s the baby. Babies don’t keep schedules, I’m learning. They are very inconsistent. At least, I’m unable to pick up on her patterns. When will she sleep? Will she sleep? Did she eat? Was that a fart or a poo? When I can I go poo? There’s a lot to it. My heart is full, and my eyes are heavy.
Rhythm, right now, is each speaker playing a different song. You can distinguish the tune when you’re standing close enough, but you can’t no hear the other songs, too.
Today’s prompt comes from Letters’ Lounge.
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