So, I been thinkin'...

[capri0mni]

Okay -- so just now, as in: within the past minute, I got the idea that while I want to start moving away from talking about disability issues, I can't simply ignore them, any more, or let them roll off my back, like I used to, because once you turn on awareness, you can't turn it off. You can never unlearn the ability to read, for example.

And actually, I think this may have been building for longer than "Since Seeing Cheney in a Chair That Did Not Fit Him at the Inauguration." I think this started with the death of my father, almost 3 years ago, when I realized that no one in my life at the moment was there while I was growing up.

So ... yeah.

At the same time, I really don't want to become Annie-one-note, either, and I want to keep my thought hoard as jumbled and full of variety as when I was a kid.

So, here's my idea: Give myself a Weekly schedule for this LJ (Which would also give me more structure in my daily life), and reserve certain days of the week for certain topics. Maybe two or three regular topics, on two or three different days (with Disability being talked about on one of those days). And leave the other days of the week free for Random.

Whatcha think?

So here's another poll:

[Poll #1396940]

Comments

[indefatigable42.livejournal.com]

Why create artificial boxes? Write about whatever you're thinking about, whenever you're thinking about it. Nobody on my list apologizes for spending too much time talking about their favourite TV shows or their kids or their pets or whatever, so why should you have to apologize for a more serious topic?

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

(BTW I love that you made an icon from that self portrait)

Why? Because I have nothing in my life to give me any structure to my days: no job to wake up and go to, no community clubs I can reliably volunteer for, etc. And I can feel my brain and my Self Identity slowly starting to atrophe, and I Do Not Like it.

Assigning certain topics to certain days (Drabble Thurday for example), rather than writing whatever I feel like when I feel like it, would "force" me to exercise thought patterns I once used easily but am now finding difficult.

The brain is not, technically a muscle, but it develops on the same "use it or lose it" principle as muscles. If, for example, I only crawl across the room using only my strongest muscles, the weaker muscles will never get any stronger, and the whole thing becomes a vicious cycle.

I can feel that happening with my brain, right now.

[indefatigable42.livejournal.com]

Fair point! I shall go vote...

[kynn.livejournal.com]

Structure isn't a bad thing, and for many people, it's necessary.

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

Right -- once, in therapy, I compared myself to water: I can adapt easily to any structure. But I need some sort of firm structure, or I just turn into a massive puddle on the floor.

Though, actually, I'm probably not quite as adaptable as water -- probably more like three-quarters congealed geletin.

...Or: I'm not a stick in the mud. ...I'm the mud! ;-)

[spiralsheep.livejournal.com]

I read this post but I don't have any particular opinion. I enjoy your journal already. :-)

/unhelpful

I realized that no one in my life at the moment was there while I was growing up.

This also hits me hard sometimes, in slightly variant versions. The worst one is that no-one still alive remembers my mother from my childhood/teenage years. That lack of shared memory makes me feel lonely in a way that no lack of people ever has.

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

The worst one is that no-one still alive remembers my mother from my childhood/teenage years. That lack of shared memory makes me feel lonely in a way that no lack of people ever has.

Yes. This. yes. :::Sigh:::

When my mother died, I mourned the loss of her from my life.

When my father died, I mourned the loss of him from my life, and I mourned the loss of the shared memory of my mother, so it was a double whammy.

I mean, I can share my memories, when they come up, here on my journal, but there's no one that can give me a deeper or different angle on those memories...

But. Yes. This. Exactly.

[spiralsheep.livejournal.com]

:-/

::hugs::

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

::Hugs to you, too:::

[theta-g.livejournal.com]

Anyone with a blog *and* roots is really, really lucky from my POV. The more modern societies of Earth seem to enjoy pulling families of all kinds apart like taffy.

I'm sittin' here alone in an apartment with no furniture except a kitchen counter, a laptop and a 20 buck barstool from Target. And an air mattress.

Monday a truck'll show up with a bed, a desk and some shelves. That's pretty much my life, apart from the books & other media.

Last time I hurled myself a couple thousand miles from home everything fit in my Renault Encore. This is a pretty damn solitary sort of thing to do. I got some culture shock this time but it's over now and I'm still alive and breathing and full of ideas.

When I make a space shot out to some far corner for good or for a weekend, I just show up and let my surroundings affect me. And the people. And yeah, I talk a lot, too.

I'm genuinely far-flung but right now my head's in some nice green corner of Virginia in the semi-dim of your residence. No need to physically travel to get involved.

As you set about regimenting your own mind remember you're already enhancing your life by going on trips into the Hive Mind.

[capriuni.livejournal.com]

heh. Yeah. I know I'm not alone. That's why I love the InterWebs.

(and congratulations on getting the barstool, the air mattress and a place to put your laptop. The next thing to do is find a good deli or take-out restaurant.

(I got a great pizza place here, btw.)

But alone or not, I still need structure. And it looks like my f'listers are (mostly) wondering where everyone's gone over the weekends.

This is good to know...