Waxing

I will be getting back to architecture eventually, not that anyone cares much if I get back to architecture in the first place.

So, I may never get back to architecture again!

No no, I kid. I will, and heavier than before.

Because you see, in the past few weeks, I’ve had more happen to me than I have since I’ve lived on this turning into springlike planet. And it’s actually not what has happened to me, but things that have happened to other people. And all the life arrows are pointing in the same directions:

1. Be impeccable-I stole this from the 4 Agreements which states it “Be impeccable with your words” which is essentially the same thing. I think shame can be shed from all of our lives if we live by this rule. Then there is no embarrassment, no regret, no guilt. Just the knowledge that you have done all you could do, and if trouble rears it’s ugly head, you can know that you can face it with integrity.

2. Work. And not “work for the man, take pride in licking stamps” kind of work. That’s fine too. But work on what pleases you. Writing, looking at buildings, taking a walk, hell…anything that excites the mind. As Sondheim said at the Humanities Festival “just keep moving”

Love, so stupid I know, so cliché. But when push comes to shove, and I’m seeing that push and shove are becoming good friends, there is nothing else. There just isn’t. And it’s so easy to forget, and so easy not to care and so easy to care more about other, stupider things. But it’s true, it’s there, deal.

I guess that’s about it, I ain’t no philosopher, and I know a blog is a cliché place to put my minute ramblings about life.

But fuck it. It’s what’s on my mind today and if I’m going to be impeccable, I’m going to need to start practicing.

So how ‘bout this for impeccable?
My freaking boss is freaking out so freaking bad today that she’s going to freaking drive me out of my freaking mind.