I wish I was more eloquent.
Of course, merely wishing for something to occur is just wishful thinking. It requires action; a catalyst, in order for it to become reality. However, I am so swamped with work and tiredness lately that the possibility of studying grammar books does not seem feasible nor appealing. I guess I will wallow away in this minor pity for a few moments to come.
Lately, my time has been consumed by working full-time at an architecture firm. My time at the office has been one of great understanding and enlightenment, and also one of immense guilt. For reasons unbeknownst to myself, I have an immense guilty conscience that nags me without cease. It tells me that I should leap ahead when learning new computer programs, despite how abstract they may be to me. It tells me I should work two times as hard as I am capable of, it tells me that I should be three times better than I can ever hope to be. It tells me I am insufficient in several manners, and thus I am undeserving of my job. Next week, I will silence it with a marvelous work ethic and a beautiful Revit model. I love to prove my negativity wrong. And I will treat myself with some calorie-rich foods. The thought of it makes my mouth water with pure greed for sugary or salty goodness.
I will speak to you soon, dear blog, when I am feeling more sufficient and eloquent.
Until then, farewell birdie.
