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Nov. 6th, 2009 06:35 pmIf you follow the Freudian models, I am a creature of the Id.
And as such, I want to go to a play, to see and support my friends. And after the play, I want to go to this apparent "Highlighter Dance" they are advertising all over campus --it seems to involve dancing like an introvert1 and neon colours.
I like dancing. I like neon colours. I really ought to go.
But my Superego is patient, and stubborn, and has recently been given an enormously powerful weapon, that she's quite content to use as much as possible. She points out first the logical --that I don't actually like dancing, not when it's surrounded by other people my age, and I probably won't much enjoy it.
And then she points out the powerful --that I have not opened the file, and I have not written a word today. And she knows, and I know, that if I don't write down a word today, I will not write down a word tomorrow, or ever after, and that will be the end.
I'm still going to the play. I'm still going to go see my friends. And maybe, social stigma and my Id will win out and I'll go dancing after.
But if you see me online before one tonight, and I'm not writing, kindly take a stick to my ass. I'm doing too well to throw it all away.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Seriously, from one of my most contriversial posts ever. This is at least partially a reminder to go and return to it in the very near future.
And as such, I want to go to a play, to see and support my friends. And after the play, I want to go to this apparent "Highlighter Dance" they are advertising all over campus --it seems to involve dancing like an introvert1 and neon colours.
I like dancing. I like neon colours. I really ought to go.
But my Superego is patient, and stubborn, and has recently been given an enormously powerful weapon, that she's quite content to use as much as possible. She points out first the logical --that I don't actually like dancing, not when it's surrounded by other people my age, and I probably won't much enjoy it.
And then she points out the powerful --that I have not opened the file, and I have not written a word today. And she knows, and I know, that if I don't write down a word today, I will not write down a word tomorrow, or ever after, and that will be the end.
I'm still going to the play. I'm still going to go see my friends. And maybe, social stigma and my Id will win out and I'll go dancing after.
But if you see me online before one tonight, and I'm not writing, kindly take a stick to my ass. I'm doing too well to throw it all away.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Seriously, from one of my most contriversial posts ever. This is at least partially a reminder to go and return to it in the very near future.