I see the cars buzzing by outside my window and I wonder who these people are and where they’re off to…driving madly from Point A to Point B as I sit with my space heater on.
The sun’s shining brightly outside but my fingers are numb. I can’t even imagine living in a place that’s snowed under in February.
Well, technically, I’ve been there, done that. For two winters. One of which was the worst of the decade. But that was eight years ago. And it was in Iowa.
I’m here, in sunny California where the only threat we have to pur pleasant existence is an impending Big One — an earthquake.
I’ve only experienced minor tremors in my time here … nothing like the big swaying and moving, the falling of objects, roofs collapsing.
I don’t even have an earthquake kit in my car! I’ve promised myself everytime the earth has shaken beneath my feet to pack some essentials and put them in the trunk. But, as with other things, the fear is momentary, the threat not-so-real, and the procrastination ample.
It’s almost like a writer’s block in life … a “doing things” block. I plan everything in my head but implementing it … now, that’s something else.
And it’s weird how I don’t procrastinate when it comes to all things professional — I’m deadline driven and execution happy, but when it comes to things like cleaning my closet … putting it off to another weekend seems appealing.
Appealing just like that sleek red Tesla at the traffic signal outside my window.
Reminds me I need to get my car washed.
Yeah.
Some day …
This has been another addition to the Pleasantly Disturbed Thursday series started, abandoned, and resurrected by Duane Scott. If you enjoyed reading this rambling, make sure you head onover to Duane’s website and check out the other entries.
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i came to this post, as it mentioned procrastination … and your simple post was quite insightful.
We take somehthings seriously like – work .. and then some things we dont – like ourselves…
Hi Aakriti,
Thanks for visiting. If procrastination is what got you here, you might want to read: http://www.mansibhatia.com/2010/08/procrastination/
Here in Chicago, we need blankets and flashlights and stuff like that in our car.
Maybe you can prepare little by little?
Maybe, Helen. Maybe…
I am never disappointed when I visit your blog.
You write these loose thoughts, yet somehow deep with such beauty.
“But, as with other things, the fear is momentary, the threat not-so-real, and the procrastination ample.”
I love that.