I realize that I have a terrible sense of time and/or try to hard to not abide by its rules. Time and reality. So pretty much a bad sense of everything involving senses. Like sometimes I feel like I’ve always been in Japan: like I’ve never lived anywhere else before and this is the way it’s always been. It’s like that every time I move somewhere new. It was like that in Athens, Cuyahoga Falls, Akron, and probably Pittsburgh, but of course I can’t remember now. Must be a memory thing. Manasseh, right? That makes terribly good sense in the worst sense. So all of this is normal to me. Or at least I’ve convinced myself of that. So perhaps there exists in me an ability to adapt to any situation. I can be happy or depressed in any situation, but adapted as well. Of course, I’m forgetful about a number of other things too. Like how many tasks I’ve committed to doing. I’m very good at forgetting those. Also, projects/self-made assignments I’ve started and forgotten (stopped). Or just put aside for some unknown amount of time:
writing Sharon with a list of the items in the Falls that I wanted to give away; Rosemary and Jarod’s wedding; Andrew and Tatiana’s wedding; Gollum music video; my resume; my demo reel; animation in general; practicing the piano; the アニメ ポースター for jeff, michelle, loren, and asa; sending the お土産 to Sharon and Brian from miaizu; sending the “Real Girls Can’t Win!” picture to Shelley in the mail; making the animated picture critique of my time here in Japan (modeled after Zero Punctuation); buying Maddie a カメラ レンズ for her birthday/graduation; writing a short story for submission into Kacklekurk; putting up the other pictures I’ve taken here in Japan; etc.
I could continue the list if I really wanted to give myself an anxiety attack. Think I’ll pass for now. So what else is on my mind, in my heart, at my attention, in my prayers? Can’t remember.
