Life: slow day

I woke up early today, before 7; and that after staying up past 1am last night. It’s nerves. Meditation helps, spontaneously stopping to follow the breath and just soak up a bit of the world calms me, but not for long.

I’m taking it easy though, relatively speaking. Came to the office at around 10. It’s not a work day for me, or so I say at least. I’m emailing old friends, a slow process. For many of them I will look back at what they have emailed me lately, or what we have discussed at some point. I’ll then maybe pull up a paper they’ve sent me to look over, or google some topic we’ve both found interesting. And then I realize that my mouse is dying, and that I have a nice new cordless optical mouse sitting in the package before me. And then I realize I should go to the library to check out a book I need to look up a quote in (The Asian Journal of Thomas Merton); and then I realize I need some videos there too…

So I rush off (well, not so much) to the library. But first food. No, nothing on campus is open for food. The library it is. Then to a grocer off campus: humus and french bread, an apple, OJ. Then to realize that I’ve locked myself out of my office. Oops. No worries, last Fall I locked myself out of my house so often that the locksmith knew me by name. I think I got a frequent customer discount too. Silly.

But no, on campus we are lucky enough to have a whole police force dedicated to unlocking the offices of absent-minded academics (and busting freshmen with pot and alcohol in the dorms, but that’s mostly at night while the academics sleep). I discovered this last Spring when I showed up at work one day, alarmed by the police car in the drive way, only to discover that my boss had made this very same error.

Now, back in the office – hunger assuaged, blog posted, I am ready to resume the email mission…