I’ve been literally singing and dancing frequently the last few days. I’m in a really good mood recently, and I’m not really sure why. It’s just that I’ve been realizing more and more that I’m in complete control of my life and I can make anything that I want happen. I like to phrase it as “I’m the man”, which you might find egocentric. I don’t mean it in an ego way though, it’s really just my way of saying that I realize my efficacy in all situations in which I may find myself. I don’t really need to worry about anything when I’m the one controlling the events in my life. See what I’m saying? I’m becoming ‘the man’ of my own experience.
I didn’t really do anything today other than go to class and catch up with my friend David (where I just returned from). Something did occur to me in class today, though. I have rarely gone through the exercise of trying to picture someone’s face – not just remember what they look like, but actually building a picture of them in my mind. I was trying to do this today in class, and realized that it’s extremely difficult for people that you haven’t seen many times, or quite recently. Building a mental image with any degree of substance (accuracy in the recreation of real objects) is really difficult, and it’s something that I’ve hardly ever thought about. I once heard of an exercise you can try with yourself in which you picture an apple in your head and try to apply physical characteristics to the image while maintaining it. Like you don’t just picture any old apple, but you actually have to see the spots on it, and the stem and the leaf and the bite you took out of it and whatever else. See how concrete you can make that in your mind. For me, at least, it’s a lot more difficult that I thought it would be. Doing that with someone’s face is incredibly difficult, especially if you’ve only seen the person a handful of times.
Anyway, I got my Secret Santa gift yesterday from Reddit! I guess my santa read my twitter and picked up on my love of Arrested Development by way of my tweet on the gift I bought my giftee. He or she sent me 500 business cards that claim I work at Gobias Industries as an analyst/therapist (analrapist). Check it out:
I don’t know what I’m going to do with these, but they are hilarious and certainly one-of-a-kind. Thank you so much, secret santa! You are the man/lady! Also, reader, you are the man (or lady).