morning head: Monday, May 4th, 2015
The perils of getting enough sleep. I’m up mid-cycle and the early turn in turns out to be wasted. Morning on.
I’m a creature of habit, and engage in an ongoing (read: failed) process of attempting to replace bad ones with good. Apparently I lack the mental determination. Ego depletion, it’s called.
I’ve never suffered fools particularly lightly – in fact at the age of approximately ten, I was told by my teacher that under no circumstances would my t-shirt on our screen printing day be allowed to say I’m surrounded by idiots. It continues, as the observant will have noticed, in my lack of faith in the survival of the human species.
I may think the general population are fucking morons, but I don’t necessarily hold myself apart from that. And it would seem this is the perfect example. I squander my finite resources, much like the lot of us, who will soon be
living dying on a deforested, saline little ball floating silently around in the void.
I know my ability to self-regulate has its limits, same as I know if I train too hard I injure myself. And yet I do so repeatedly.
I am a reflection in microcosm, of the collective stupidity of humanity.
“The difference between genius and stupidity, is that genius has its limits.” – Einstein.
Unlike my self-control, which appears to be in direct and opposite proportion to my idiocy.