Monday, January 09, 2006

Standstills are frustrating, especially when you want to run.

This is a frustrating time. I have certainly found my way in the matrix. I definitely feel like I belong exactly where I am, except when work is over, I can't go out and play with entrepreneurial ideas... At least not with an empty apartment and a credit card bill. This moment is what I call "the standstill," because I am busy doing average errands like paying bills and buying furniture for my apartment, and arranging my healthcare plan, and finding a good catholic church. An adventurist can leave home with nothing more than the shirt on his/her back. But leaving is nothing, when there's no comfy couch or a fridge of food waiting for you. So, until I get my act together and fall into the flow of habituous living, I am like everyone else. All theory and no action. To keep myself from becoming a permanent carbon copy of the girl from Belmont, I have made a specific list of things that I need to do before carrying on with my journey of randomness. And although, I plan on staying at this job for an outstandingly long time, (hopefully they agree) the G-lines Newsletter will soon be more random and adventurous than ever. Just think of this month as a rebuilding issue, a sigh, if you will, before chaos consumes once again.

I recently discovered something. All these years, I've been cramming my head with American classics and bestsellers, and until now, my idea of expanding cultures was reading English literature. I finally realized that there are Spanish classics and bestsellers and long time puns that have carried through culture and tradition, and I've been missing out on it. Tino Villanueva personally requested that I begin with Gabriel Garcia Marquez. I recently finished a book (the Chronicle About a Death foretold) about a village, where everyone knows that this man is going to get killed except the man, himself. And they go about the day explaining how each person in the village heard and their excuse as to why they didn't tell him. According to Tino, this story line is a classic, and yet I never heard of it. I'm starting "One Hundred Years of Solitude" this week. I haven't opened it yet, but I'm anticipating real "novel" ideas.