Monday, 17 February 2003

Bored and miserable Another slow day today. I have work to do, but it's ill-defined, tedious, of doubtful value in my estimation, and no one really seems to care quite when I do it. So, I sit there, slowly doing a little work. I break it up with a little reading, email, trips to the tea room. Everyone else is too busy to chat or not responding to email and phone messages. All the while my mood becomes lower and lower. Then an email arrives from my brother, Sean. He says, in part: ...the world has gone crazy - thousands of people sitting at their desks wishing they were elsewhere, not having anything to do that holds their interest or belief that they should be doing Funny he should say that. Irony. How much could I have achieved in the last few years if it were something that did engage my passion, and if I were working with like-minded souls? And here's the worst bit: it seems more acceptable to do nothing than something, anything, meaningful but unsactioned. Better to while away the day, sinking into something not far short of misery and depression, losing all energy and motivation. We can't risk being caught working hard on, say, some groovy and useful trend-analysis system that would save people time in their daily work, because that's not a priority right now. Bah! 10:13:44 PM    comment []