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Dec. 27th, 2001 05:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
botiasIt wasn't until I was devoting serious processing time to the question of whether or not to start a family that I truly realized the limitations of rational thinking. I went round and round with myself, certain that I badly wanted to have a baby, but disturbed by my inability to come up with one good reason. Around about the time I was having trouble snapping my jeans, I realized that there are rational reasons to procreate, but they didn't leap immediately to mind because they all suck.
True, the founding assumptions of one or two of these are false, but they are all perfectly rational. And so I have finally become more at peace with the irrationality in my life. Clearly I have been attacking cotton candy with calipers when... you really oughtn't buy cotton candy in the first place because it's just refined sugar and artificial colors. O-K.
Anyway, I need to stop abusing metaphor (not easily done, I rather like to make it scoop the recalcitrant goop out of the sink strainer with its bare fingers. Bleh, there's a reason I haven't written poetry since the 6th grade.) and go pester Alan into letting me give him a haircut, or at least persuading him to give me one. Grrrr. I've not been getting enough sleep or exercise lately. But I got to bed at a reasonable hour last night, and am feeling a bit more copeworthy.
Winter Solstice, bah, the novelty of winter has always worn off for me just about now, and it's an irritatingly concrete reminder that the season is just hitting its stride.
| "It's the next step." | |
| "It will save our relationship." | |
| "It will make him commit." | |
| "It will increase my benefits." |
Anyway, I need to stop abusing metaphor (not easily done, I rather like to make it scoop the recalcitrant goop out of the sink strainer with its bare fingers. Bleh, there's a reason I haven't written poetry since the 6th grade.) and go pester Alan into letting me give him a haircut, or at least persuading him to give me one. Grrrr. I've not been getting enough sleep or exercise lately. But I got to bed at a reasonable hour last night, and am feeling a bit more copeworthy.
Winter Solstice, bah, the novelty of winter has always worn off for me just about now, and it's an irritatingly concrete reminder that the season is just hitting its stride.
