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| Doug following his moral binoculars :) |
I am having a lot of trouble with focus. I blame the computer. I blame the children. I blame Doug. I blame an over-busy schedule. On a practical level this means that I am having a hard time finishing up the thesis, of writing--yet another--job application, of getting my courses prepped for the Spring; On a deeper level this means that I am having a trouble keeping my spiritual, ethical, religious feet on the ground. I flit and flee and fly along from this passion or to this one (or was it 'that one.") I am not thinking as well as I would like, caring as deeply as I would like, choosing wisely enough between options.
I could write a bibliographic essay that discussed all the books written on this kind of problematic of the (post-)modern soul--without moorings, without buffers, atomistic, bumping along after that last Hobbesian desire.... But, I won't. I'll save that for my dissertation. I will just re-assert my continued battle against this kind of self-fracturing. I keep fighting.
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