More than usual, the strike of midnight this January 1st meant to me a graduation from my own liminality. I can't pretend my many bad habits will vanish with the calendar year, but I can promise to adopt more good habits. I'm ready to learn. I know this spring semester poses an academic and professional challenge, but I can't help but marvel at its promise of fun and self-enrichment. Optimism is my new religion.
In 2012, I hope I don't smother you with the rumble of my schedule. I'd rather this blog be a space in which to smuggle my momentary wonder. If I have to turn over some ideas in my head, the turning will be found here.
This doesn't exactly signal a reimagining of #METASWAG. I have trouble not writing about the music and movies I love. I'll still produce hundreds of words without much in the way of a thesis. The hopeful change is that I'll blog more regularly, about coherent subjects, and with more deliberate language. I wouldn't be surprised if during the first week of classes I write an absurdly long and recklessly unfocused 3 a.m. post. That's not what this is, is it?
I feel confident in myself. Bring on the learning!
(And remember, there's nothing to make you feel alive like Jeezy's "F.A.M.E." or Train's "Drops Of Jupiter" or Henryk Górecki's 3rd Symphony)
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