Ever since getting here (which has been about 5 weeks now), I've yet to sleep in past 8am. It's not that it's loud; It just feels incredibly uncomfortable to try to go back to sleep again. Watching the sunrise is quite nice, but it doesn't make up for the sleep deprivation. I remedy it with random naps. Naps are dangerous though; when you wake, you don't know what time is. It's disorientating.
Being up early does give you the chance to eat breakfast everyday. I'd been on a quest to find which dinning hall serves french toast. I just found that Stern serves french toast yesterday (although the menu keeps changing so I can't count on eating it again) (also Stern is about 10 minutes biking away, so like the normal trip going from home to Leland) and that was easily the highlight of my week. I've got to say breakfast it so great when you don't have to wake up early to prepare it for yourself.
In the ESF (education as self-fashioning) class, we've just read parts of Marcus Aurelius' book, Meditations, which was repetitive (good for my poor reading comprehension). He talked a lot about being okay about death; how, yes, people are annoying and wrong, but it's okay you are going to die sooner or later; how everyone is one with the community, law, universe; how people should stop wandering in the minds of others; how you should be an ever-flowing spring and not standing water. It's an odd book. Some of the advice is valid. Some is problematic (what a common college buzz word!). I should stop wandering.
I should create a resume but I don't know where to start. I should finish up the second draft on Newman's idea of a liberal education. I should code at least one of the five recursion problems due Monday. I should watch and email the answers of the questions on the ESF plenary I missed. I should read the parts of The Book of the Courtier, the article on it, and watch the film on Raphael that were assigned yesterday.
I certainly usually feel like I'm behind on something or that I'm concentrating on the wrong topics.
This was all just one contemplative complaint. I realize it's very contentless. Maybe heavily interpret it?
Or better yet, tell me what to write about!
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