My kyudo teacher often tells how someone told him, "An hour of practice is an hour of practice."
It's 10:30 in the morning. I wanted to come to my computer, do... well, something... and then maybe write some music.
Actually, I want to lie down and give up. The last time I tried to write music, I made something like four measures. And then lay down and gave up.
Well, to paraphrase my kyudo teacher, four measures are four measures. One note is one note.
And yet, I just want to lie down and give up.
So, what is going to happen? What is ... about to happen?
Who can say? ... ... ... ... ... ... A long pause. Fingers, especially on my right hand, are pretty much checking out or splattering text as I try to "type." Today, I think I'm about at the end of ... trying, and sitting up.
Am I already at the end of ... today, in the land of "doing things besides lying or struggling with the bathroom (something I do all the time I try to use that room... struggle, that is).
So, do I give up for today?
... ... ... ... long pause ... ... ...
Who can say, until we get there? Just like life, ain't it...?