Mental exercise

What was I doing last night?
I walked to the train after work because the Dobl

15 responses to “Mental exercise

  1. jado

    The best part is being married and having children.
    It’s amazing how much existential crap goes away when my wife looks at me that way.

  2. The best part is talking to my wife. If and when I have to do without that, writing will do.

  3. 29 hours in August 2003

  4. What if that didn’t work- got anything else?

  5. What if that didn’t work- got anything else?

  6. gordon

    I think for me it’s the beverages.

  7. playing bach.
    and ps I find myself jealous of your cello teacher!xx

  8. mig

    bach, surely. i have just ordered his 6 suites from a music store.

    my music teacher, though, personally i feel sorry for him. it must be sad to watch me flail sometimes. although, i rarely catch him glancing at his watch during our lesson.

    i look forward to getting a lesson from you someday, ruth.

  9. kay

    what i like the most is knowing that it’s not the other life – the one before the death of suck.

    also, that i’m not dead anymore.

  10. i’d like being able to tell people and myself with conviction that death would be worse. rough day at work? death would be worse. hate your partner? death would be worse. some horrific and unimaginable life? trust me, death would be worse.

    i don’t really need the offer of a second chance of life though. i’m crushed by the mere idea of death if it means not getting to spend time with the boy while he becomes a man. other things i suffer, i try to put them in that perspective. he is the force of gravity itself on the scale of whether this is “all worth it”; any death where i couldn’t be lurking and watching him would be pure suckage.

    well. you asked.

  11. potato chips
    sex
    being a mother

    … in increasing order of importance …

  12. My husband is pretty much tops for me, along with being able to read music – including playing the piano and singing. Oh, and food, all kinds. Plus having a great place to live in a great city.

    To be honest, the list is pretty big, actually. I could go on and on.

  13. Knowing that death sucked would be pretty cool.
    I have a feeling I’d get off my ass and finish this effing revision, even (especially) if it meant renting office space to get the hell away from the Extended Remix Construction Project Outside My Home Office Which Was Supposed To Take 2 Weeks Back an Effing Year Ago and Which Will Move into Phase III oooh not today, sorry, but Thursday, Feck! because if it’s clearly meant to be published posthumously. ;)
    Also I think I’d go for more walks in the sun. And the rain.
    And I’d go ahead and flirt more. This conscious not-flirting is for the birds. No, wait, birds totally flirt. It’s for grumpy old people.