I’ve been considering doing a sort of recap post about things I’ve blogged about this year. I thought about writing something to highlight various posts that have meant a lot to me, or that I felt were important, or that were just quite popular. But then I thought that that sort of post seemed kind of pointless, since my archives are easily searchable, and I’m not really sure which posts to include anyway. (And who would read a whole post about other posts?)
When I did a quick browse through before, I pulled up a few candidates perhaps worth re-blogging, perhaps worth a mention, but I think the one post that I’m most glad about writing was a simple sound.
That post didn’t have the greatest number of views, comments or likes, but, for me, it was one of the more significant things I wrote this year. In addition to all my Meditations posts, that post captures the sort of mentality I want to keep with me in the coming year. But not just for New Year – I want to carry it into tomorrow, the next day, and so forth.
I’ve been meaning to write this post for quite some time now. It was prompted by an article I read somewhere. I think it was on Hello Giggles but I’ve been searching for it, and can’t find it again. Maybe it was on someone’s blog, or another site…
Anyway, I think whoever wrote the article was writing about their parents’ divorce, and they were trying to shed some light on the real reason their relationship ended. The article then applied this to relationships in general, and the point was that a lot of relationships end not because people stop loving or caring about one another, but because they lose interest in the other person or the relationship. Continue reading
These last few weeks have been pretty hectic. Everything’s a bit of a blur. I’ve been doing a lot of overtime at work because of this new arrangement in place involving other hospitals. (Can’t say too much, of course, because of privacy reasons or whatever.) I just worked six consecutive days – some of which were 11-12 hour days – and I am quite exhausted, but also not. I think I’ve just been running on adrenaline all week because I only had a total of maybe 3 cups of coffee and one cup of tea the whole week (and the most recent two beverages were probably unnecessary anyway).
Well, maybe we’ll call it adrenaline and fear/panic. There have been many times these last few weeks when I’ve felt like I was working as if my life depended on it. It’s like a fear of death (i.e. consequences) or fear of God (i.e. management – except I’m not really afraid of management; they’ve been very supportive). Continue reading
Like a lot of people who blog or write in some form on a regular basis I’ve long dreamt of being paid to write. I can now happily say that that dream has now been fulfilled (and it was, in fact, one of the things on my Accomplished List). It’s definitely been a very interesting experience, so, naturally, I’m going to write about it here. Continue reading
There have been many times in my life when I’ve suspected I must have some kind of attention deficit disorder. Just now, for instance, just as I was about to start typing this post, I noticed a small round mark on the table, and started scratching and rubbing at it instead. To be fair, I was thinking about how to start this post as I was rubbing away, but it kind of illustrates my point. Continue reading
In a moment – inspiration. In another moment – inspiration lost. But some remnant of it is still there, like ripples on the surface of a lake, hinting at something that’s passed.
Sometimes I wonder what I used to write about before I started writing so much about my holiday to Japan, and about this Meditations book I’m reading. Well, I suppose it’s easy enough to look back at my blog archives and see that it’s just a bunch of random ramblings.