Behind

I feel so behind already...This school year along with my school.  I usually talk to my husband about my school meaning my job but now I have to call it my work.  I used to call my making art my work.  So is making art now my school or is school any "class" which is not class but posts?  

The "class" discussions don't feel very discussiony yet.  I don't see a place to respond to every persons ideas because we are all replying to Tyler's post.  

I think it was Yanique's reply that made me want to share my way of finding freedom in uncertainty...

I try to do what I can when I can my way.  I know I could do better if I did less sometimes.  I try to call myself on my own bullshit, I try to notice when I am supporting systems that I do not believe in; life is too short for that.  I try not to beat myself up; life is too long for that.

Whether you work for the system or against the system you are still ultimately work for the system- politics.  The only way to distance yourself from the system is to disregard the system.  Easier said than done.

My husband wants us to move onto a boat; just sail and live.  I try to live on a "boat" of my own freewill in the sea of chaos that "the man" is constantly churning.  I look for others who have distanced themselves from the hysterical drama of daily "news" and modern "needs".