the end of a season
another semester draws to a close. as of today, 2 of my papers are out of the way. 2 more to go. i think there is a certain symmetry about that, a kind of balance. i like to define balance as a state of equilibrium more often aspired to than experienced. balance is boring.
having said that, i think these days i relish balance.
i was going to do a reflective piece on the semester, but i realised that i have nothing much to say about it. except maybe same shit, different day. forgive me for feeling a little cynical, but after a season of thrashing about in irrelevant muck, one certainly is licensed to feel a little frustrated. i think it is easy to lose sight of the bigger picture when there is mud in your eyes.
— mud but not tears. mud is bearable. it is cool and pleasant once you get past the unfamiliarity. besides, there is no occasion for tears. i think that inspite of it all, i am truly happy at this point. happy for a lot of reasons. you know what i am talking about if you do.
i must say, i think that i am very blessed. i embrace it all. good and bad. positive or negative. because to appreciate only parts would be a great sin. logic, as well as gestalt psychology, says that the whole is always greater than the sum of its constituent parts. bravo.
this thursday will mark the end my semester as well as the start of a new season. i consider it the start and not when the new semester actually begins because how you spend the pre-semester determines the state of the actual semester once it begins. there are a lot of loose ends for me to tie up, a lot of reflection to be done. of course i will not publish that here. being the vague writer that i am, you will just end up feeling frustrated anyways, with all the irrelevant muck in your eyes. besides, i only write conscious streams.
and it’s true — the devil is in the details. you know what i am talking about if you do.
the year-end period is always a good time to take stock and to reassess the direction of one’s life — because as the hectic locomotion of a year gone by winds down to a stop, we can all awake from our wakeful slumber.
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