At Long Last!

Source: Dafne Cholet

This Sunday I did... nothing in particular. It was just a normal Sunday.

Finally.

In practice, it was actually pretty similar to the first week of the blog; I had a bunch of math homework to do. But having the choice to do something else made a huge difference.

That's not to say that every Sunday this semester has been bad; in fact, many were far from it. Those days when I simply consumed media, whether it be through reading, watching a movie, or playing a video game were enjoyable enough, for at least most of the day. And some Sundays were downright productive; the day when I did nothing but homework genuinely gave me a head start on Physics 213.

But I think the most fun (and occasionally the most painful) days were the weird ones. Standing, playing French horn (though that one wasn't quite a day), writing, coding, lacking sleep. They were all new, and that made them interesting.

Until now, I wasn't entirely sure why I did this. Why spend almost a seventh of a semester with a completely inflexible schedule? I think I know the answer now: it was to try those new things. Sure, the day I spent playing video games had some rather unpleasant effects on my eyes, but on the whole it wasn't too different from any other lazy Sunday. The day I spent sleep-deprived, on the other hand? Now that was an interesting (though also unpleasant) experience.

And I suppose that's my message to the readers of this blog: try new things. It sounds trite, but I think it's a message that deserves to be said. And I mean genuinely new things, things that make people turn around and say, "How did you do that?" It doesn't have to be the kind of thing I did in the course of this blog, some activity you devote a day to; it could be something as simple as, say, starting a bottle cap collection, or maybe trying a hairstyle that's a bit out there.

Despite all of the "lost time" this blog caused me, I don't regret doing it. Even the more unpleasant weeks were interesting, and they taught me some of my limits. For example, my eyes don't like looking at a screen for 10 hours straight (though I suppose that one should have been rather obvious).

But I think that, after this semester, my Sundays are going to go back to normal permanently. I could handle one semester of this kind of strain on my schedule, but I don't know about another. I might still try something like this occasionally; maybe I'll use a free Tuesday to sit down and watch through all of Sátántangó, or spend an entire Sunday tackling the first tenth of Dune. Or stay up for 60 hours straight. Or not do that, ever

 And who knows, maybe someday I'll finish that screenplay.

Thanks for reading, everybody.