2014 Goals & Dreams

 

1) Finish The Infinite Now  by graduation day.  

I started this sci-fi/dystopian novella just after freshman year in college, and hope to finish it while it still feels new.

2) Have better everyday habits.  

Exercise weekly and go to bed/get up at the same times every day.  Go to the library on a regular, weekly schedule (tired of fines!).  Take more photos.  Read a lot!

3) Prioritize.

Focus on just three activities: school, reading, and writing (fic and nonfic).  Limit internet usage to right before I go to bed.  (This will be very hard to stick to, but it will be worth it.)

4) Pull myself together.  

Get an internship.  Graduate.  Get a job.  Continue to research digital forensics and see if it's a viable career path.

Those are some concrete goals.  What about dreams?

Something that seriously impressed me this last year was the concept of "living within the truth," from a book by writer/politician Václav Havel.  I consider myself to be honest, as well as good at being myself - yet this idea calls for more.  Whether the truth is all around you or deep inside you, you should live your life by it actively, not passively.  (The distinction is such a fine line that, maybe, it is just the words resonating with my type of logic.)  Anyways - that is my ambition for 2014.

Reserved


There is a nature reserve we visit from time to time (and have been visiting for the past several years).  Though increasingly busy these days, it is very, very quiet compared to most places with trails. 


Many of the people come for bird-watching and photography.


It hasn't always looked like this.  Not long ago, when it was undergoing restoration, it rather resembled Tolkien's Dead Marshes.  Before that, there was a lot of grassland - now, it is coming back slowly, more marshy.  Ettinsmoor, if you will.



The best thing about it now: you can smell the ocean better than before.

Tchaikovsky, always there.


Recently, I rediscovered this piece from my childhood.  It was like meeting an old, distant friend with a forgotten name, someone who always made you smile, even if you had never been exactly close.

I guess I must have a lot of Tchaikovsky's melodies hiding in my head somewhere, he being one of the first composers I learned about and remaining my all-time favorite.  Is he too sentimental?  Does his music go 'straight to your heart' (as a violin teacher once told me, somewhat reluctantly)?  But I think it is endearing, and enduring.  Tchaikovsky was a great author, an emotive writer, of music.

Lower than the angels

For verily He took not on Him the nature of angels; but He took on Him the seed of Abraham. Wherefore in all things it behoved Him to be made like unto His brethren, that He might be a merciful and faithful high priest in things pertaining to God, to make reconciliation for the sins of the people.