Tammertron

I haven’t played Skyrim since 2 days after I returned from London. I played when I got back, because I was getting over my post-vacation blues, and playing helped me stay up in the afternoon when I wanted to sleep.

Basically, I realized that it was sucking up all my time. Einstein moment, right? Playing Skyrim reduced my existence to a very few basics:

1. I go to work. I work there.

2(a). I go home. Make dinner, or,

2(b). I go out. Have dinner and drinks, think about playing Skyrim.

3. I sleep.

Like any normal person, I brought a suitcase full of clothes and shoes (maybe a bit more clothes and shoes than the normal person) and left my xbox at home. And I travelled.

What happened in London would be another post, but what happened when I came back, was knowing that I’d been wasting a shit ton of time doing nothing. Bertrand Russell said, “The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time”.  Sure, I can get with that. Though I’m sure there are better way to waste that time other than trying to kill a giant.

Mostly, I just want to live more in the present instead of an alternate universe. Something happened to me in London and snapped me out of it.

Since then, I have:

1. Read books. Currently on my Kindle are Game of Thrones, The Art of Travel, Jung: A very short introduction, Shirtmaking
2. Read feeds. I wouldn’t know what to do without Feedly and my 236 sources.
3. Watch the news. I remember a time when I didn’t know about Hurricane Irene, that was really sad. 
4. Learned how to tailor. Still learning, very beginners right now.
5. Signed up for 30 day yoga challenge in February.
6. Started a new blog

I found myself now running out of time daily, which is a pretty good feeling.