The hols are ending. I call the hols my long weekend because...they are essentially one massive long weekend! There is precious little we can remember achieving in life, precisely because we do not take note of what we have achieved. It seems so much more tangible to have that bunch of A's at the end of the semester, or the $2000 paycheck at the end of the month. It is harder to accurately recall that you had breakfast at 9am, chatted online till 10am, played a game till 12, had lunch and so on. If you threw 50 hours into drawing classes and never produced a masterpiece you kept or an "graduation" certificate, it seems to others that, perhaps, it never really happened.
Hence, I shall keep an event log for the next big hol. I want a full accounting of what I have done, and what I have not. For this one, I did lots of reading (titles, Fenris?) writing (where's the full work?) chatting (that's a given) but haven't learned how to play the keyboard (yes, yes...since a year back). Now, I wonder...was that really all I did? (Yeah, Fenris. Was it?)
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