Inside the Mind of a Nathan

In the words of Marcus Kincaid from Pandora, "It's a fine day, full of opportunity!" "No refunds!"

I'm not feeling especially focused today. More honestly, I'm feeling particularly unfocused. I can't think of anything in particular that happened differently. The weather is fine. My job is pleasant. My health is average. My debt is static. My relationships are stable. My diligence in prayer is growing gradually.

By whom originally, it is not known, but insanity was once defined as "doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." At first, one might observe such a behavior and quickly assume the person is insane. We should not forget, however, that so many challenges have been overcome by sheer persistence.

Saturday! Sadly, I've temporarily set aside painting to focus on writing among other things. I'm definitely going back, but I have some stuff to get in order first. For now, it's Saturday. I went to bed late, got up normal, ate breakfast, and took a nap. I could have been a little more productive, but I'm using my subsiding sinus infection as an excuse.

It is a fine day. I am still a bit slower than usual, but at least my sinuses are clear. I believe that the phrase "all clear" originated with people checking their health by blowing their noses: Person 1: *blows nose* Person 2: Any green? Person 1: Nope. All clear.

Dude, dawg. It has been forever since I've written—on my blog anyway. Maybe. Now, I'm not so sure. In any case, poor, ol' Werbel boy hasn't moved in quite a while. I had a sinus infection, and I did nearly nothing for a week. I slept—a legendary amount. The first few days were utterly wretched. The last few were just lots of sleeping. Sleep is a magical substance.