It’s time for routine, this might be the hardest part of the job. It’s always been this way, maybe because it takes time for the brain to adopt, to rewire those old circuits in the brain, and so it has to go through a phase of confusion and resistance. That’s honestly what I’ve been feeling for the first week and going on two, lots of painnnnn in the brain.
The first difficulty is to get up early in the day. For the last month I’ve been traveling with a friend and there was no need to get up so early, we’d typically get up around nine or ten, but now I need to go for a run, shower, work, eat, SO MANY THINGS… Also, sleeping here is difficult, because I’m not use to the place, and sometimes wake up during the night, also my flatmates go out for drinks and come back real late — like 3 am. I do wear earplugs, but those get pretty uncomfortable.
Another tasks is to make sure my days have some sort of structure to them, otherwise I’m wasting time and doing pointless shit, like watching the Twitter feed and over-eating. And having things to do ain’t so simple either, you have to find classes, events, things to do, walking around the city is good, but what’s the point? What’s the end result?
But I shouldn’t be so hard on myself. The month of March is about routine integration, and making sure that I’m being strategic about my actions. I don’t want to do things just for the sake of doing them, I actually want to learn, develop, and build a life of some sorts. I’m not going anywhere for a long time, what I’m trying to do is create a home base, so that I have a permanent place to come back to, to work from, and incase of emergencies to have some sort of safe-heaven.
I can’t go back to Chicago — that’s where my momma lives, because tickets are quite expensive, and also the whole thing with the Visa, you never know if they’ll let you back in, maybe you’ve ‘already’ been too many times. The other place to go is back to Grandma’s, but grandma is pretty strict and very religious, she cooks well, that’s one pro, but I rather not. I got some friends around, but most of my friends are like me, homeless. Well, they travel a lot, and I can never seem to catch them.