I woke up this morning with a crick in my neck.
As I was getting out of bed, my neck was straining from the weight of my own head. Even thinking made my neck hurt.
So, today, I haven’t so much as turned my neck as I have turned my whole body, like I’m Michael Keaton’s Batman. His Batman may have been one of the best Batmans onscreen, but he moved like he had a neck brace on. I wish I had a neck brace on. So it goes.
I was on the phone with my dad and told him I got a new job on a well-respected preschool show. To reassure him that his son is moving on up, I told him that it’s good for my future.
He didn’t immediately respond. I could hear him thinking for a moment. I was hoping he’d congratulate me, but what a fool I was to think that. He asked me, “What is…your future?” That “….” said so much. He only said four words but it had the impact of a manifesto. In one question, he asked me:
Are you sure this is good for your future?
What is exactly are your plans?
What is the path to your future? Because I’m not quite sure. Are you?
I couldn’t help but laugh. He’s so good at flipping my words and self-expectations but in a challenging and inquisitive way. He puts it on me to think things through as opposed to telling me what to do, so in turn I feel like I’ve made my own decisions. Quite the parenting technique. He essentially Jedi mind-tricked me.
Before actually writing for a deadline, I’ve:
Watched three episodes of The Good Place.
Eaten the last bits of Sour Cream and Cheddar chips.
Written this post.
Thought about cleaning the apartment
Eaten lunch while watching The Good Place.
Very productive day so far I’d say.
I realized that writing my Morning Pages takes about 30 minutes, And 30 minutes feels very doable to work on this website. I’ve decided that could include writing, editing a drafted post, or figuring out how to use the website.
Like just today, I figured out how to resize the photos for the blog post landing page (Aren’t I so web-saavy using words like “landing page” and “resize”?!). But then it got me thinking, “Do I need to add photo to every blog post?” I feel annoyed at the idea. This’ll just become one big stock image library search engine for pictures about “writing” and “typing on laptop.”
I used to write all the time when I was performing standup comedy—constantly engaging my mind and jotting down frivolities. That’s what the Morning Pages are for now. This website is a bit more intentional. Less blah and more ahhh. That could make for a good t-shirt.
That is my intention.
