Quiet.

It's Sunday, and it's 11:52am. Normally, I would be upset that "so much" of the day has gone by without me "getting anything done." But it seems my brain is shifting gears. I'm liking this.



I'm sitting at my desk, racking my brains over this design assignment that I'm sure our teacher doesn't expect us to spend more than half an hour on at home. I've come to several arrangements of these 1.5"x1.5" magazine cut-outs, and something in the back of my head tells me that any one of those should be "just fine", but I can't help but feel that there's something I'm not yet seeing. iTunes has gone through a Ravel piano and violin sonata and is now moving through two discs of Nine Inch Nails, and I'm warming up to the idea of a long running break in a bit. How far can I get today? That really is the most important question I have in life at the moment.

I checked out Hapkido USA on Taraval St. yesterday. It seems promising. I'm going in for a little evaluation-type thing on Wednesday afternoon so they can see what level I'm at. It's much pricier than the good ol' EC, of course, but I'll have to find a way. I'm hoping that Hapkido will be good for my sanity and peace of mind. I've had this recent thirst for strengthening, too.

I think I need to learn to be a little more selfish.