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Category: Reclusion
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Lettuce2I suppose I'm a little bored. Maybe that's the wrong word. I suppose I'm in a bit of a rut. I've been doing too much of the same thing every day. It's good, don't get me wrong, but sometimes I look at the clock and wonder how much longer I really need to stay up before I can legitimately go to bed.

My books are going well, my projects are all progressing, and my workout schedule is steady. I'm nearly halfway done with my reclusion, and I can safely declare that I'm not going to run out of anything crucial. 

I think I'm coming to the realization that there's nothing outside of here that I need except the ability to come home afterwards. When I'm dragged away from the house by a trip or an errand, I'm always so excited to pull back into the garage and be safe at home once more. Now that I've been safe for over forty days, some of that magic has disappeared. I suppose it's the same for anything. We have such an amazing ability to adapt, but that brings with it the ability to forget how good things are.

It takes a crisis to appreciate calm. 

In other news, my lettuce is looking great. I see no reason to stop growing it even after the reclusion is over. I'd like to try some other hydroponic vegetables as well. Cucumbers and tomatoes look like fun.

Well, it's getting kinda late. I suppose I could be heading off to bed soon.