Day 7

The thing about list-making — even 100+1 things to do during a quarantine — is that one thing leads to another.  101 turns into 202 which turns into 404 . . .   The magic of compounding.

I’m going to step back and officially call this Day Seven of the mandatory quarantine.  And, as of this morning, I have knocked out 37 items.  That makes me right on track to complete 101 things by Easter.  I have unfortunately discovered that there are a few items that just aren’t going to happen.  For example, number 45:  Lose 2 lbs a week.  Hell, I’ve gained 2 lbs.  WTF?

But, I’ll endeavor to persevere.

I started a new writing, grammar, usage, and style book.  On the first page under “Finding a Word’s Part of Speech,” it says, “To find a word’s part of speech, check your dictionary.”

Wow, I can’t wait to read the other 227 pages.  People say that the Bible is the greatest book ever written.  The dictionary has got to be a close second.  

From the Zen Guitar book:  “Those who train here I regard not as students, but unsui.  In Japanese, unsui means traveling monk or truth-seeker.  Literally, it translates as “cloud and water.”

That's sort of how it feels to be in self-quarantine:  Floating, flowing, at once with and without form.

And from Jack Dee:  I hate people who think it's clever to take drugs . . . like customs officers.

And from Albert Einstein:  Nothing happens until something moves.

Carpe diem Life,
David Kuhn