my new pine chair.

I got a new chair today.  Well...my mom always used the phrase, "New to you."  Which it is.  So, I got a "new to me" chair today.  It's a pine folding chair.  I bought it for $5.  It's worn and faded from the years, but actually pretty comfortable as pine chairs go.  I got it so I could sit out on the balcony and do my homework outside.  It's wonderful.  I sat in it today for about 2 hours.  I read for a bit, but then I put my book down and thought.  I have a lot to think about lately, but at the moment I'm thinking about one thing: me.

Narcissism?  No.  I'm writing quite a difficult paper this week.

It's not due for a week.  And it's only going to end up being about 3 pages.  But I've started it tonight because I know that it's going to be painfully difficult.  It's a Self-Inquiry paper for one of my psych classes.  I have to have a good understanding of who I am and be able to articulate it.  I need to recognize how and why I express feelings like "sadness, anger, fear, pride, and love", talk about trials or tribulations in my life and how I've healed, if at all, and the lessons I've learned from them, and that's not all...the list is pretty thorough.

This is a difficult paper.  Would you be able to answer all those questions fully and honestly and articulately?  If you can, then that's quite the accomplishment.

But at the moment, I can't.  That's why I've given myself a week to complete this paper.  7 days, 3 pages.  All about myself. 

So what am I doing blogging about it, when I should actually be writing the paper?  I'm contemplating.  Which is one of the items I put to describe myself: contemplative (the adjective, not the noun).

I think this is going to take some major prayer and quiet time to do this paper well.  Good thing I have an old pine chair.