NYC: Twice in One Week

 

I know that right now, 

with what I am working through, 

which is some unbloggable grief-related things,

I have to do one thing:

keep busy.

And try to work on my many-year writing project, 

which I will not mention outside of that.

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So today found me complaining over chat via my phone

to my beloved Husband about a certain 

beloved author who can be a bit repetive

and my Husband was like,

you are very repetive in your complaints about this

author's repetriveness. 

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LOL.

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So basically I am slogging through a book that I like

but is not easy for me to read because 

1. I am not at the author's IQ for math/computer science/physics 

2. The author and I live, in ways, on different planets because of our

understanding of the world is quite different.

3. Trying to grasp what the author is getting at, in the way he writes it, 

is not easy for me.

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Thus the many coloured pens,

the many notes in my journal of quotes to better 

follow/understanding what the author is trying to 

communicate to us, the reader,

and a trip to the MET to get some headspace back,

as I was so tired from working so hard on reading this book.

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That said, I read about 100 pages which really is a lot,

especially with the subject matter at hand. 

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So I was in NYC Tuesday and Thursday working on this

book.  Hopefully by next week, I will have finished it.

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Then I have to figure out what to do with what I understand.

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But the main thing right now is that I 

got out of the house, achieved goals,

am working on something that has meaning for me,

and for the things that are an un-bloggable grief,

I just need time.

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But God is full of mercy and I trust that I will have

the time that I need...