A human life moves like waves, sometimes it is higher and sometimes lower. Mine is a bit lower than recently now, although I am probably still very happy by human standards.<\/p>\n
I don’t have the energy to finish my entries with such a quality as they deserve, though. \u00c2\u00a0Second half of last week and Monday I went to work much earlier than usual. Between the long workdays and not getting enough sleep, I start getting infections here and there: \u00c2\u00a0Eyes, gums, neck. \u00c2\u00a0I still have not adjusted to eating small enough dinner to go to bed early without getting acid reflux. \u00c2\u00a0I am getting closer though.<\/p>\n
That’s it, basically. I have a number of entries that I feel could be improved on before posting. \u00c2\u00a0Whether I actually do that or come up with something else if I get back to my normal energy level, remains to be seen. \u00c2\u00a0There is hardly a day that I don’t find something new that should be said. \u00c2\u00a0Perhaps it is a kind of hubris to want to say it well. \u00c2\u00a0One day I will be gone, and I have no idea which day that is. \u00c2\u00a0Before that I ought to say all the words that should be spoken, before they are lost forever.<\/p>\n
But for now, I need sleep, so I can serve the world at work again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A human life moves like waves, sometimes it is higher and sometimes lower. Mine is a bit lower than recently now, although I am probably still very happy by human standards. I don’t have the energy to finish my entries … Continue reading