Saturday, April 08, 2006

Miles to go before I sleep...

Mountain Daylight Time – It’s pretty nice once you get used to it, but the getting used to it part isn’t so trivial. Once again, it is dark in the mornings on the drive to work, but on the flip side, it is light outside until six or seven. I suppose that it becomes a good trade when all is said and done, but my body is quite opposed to getting up at what it still thinks is four-thirty in the morning. Given another week or so, I should be accustomed to the change, and all things will get back to normal.

I have decided that I really enjoy being a morning person. I can get more accomplished at work between the hours of six-thirty and nine-thirty than I can the rest of the working day. Surely it has something to do with the number of interruptions that occur throughout the rest of the day. There have been studies about the damage that interruptions cause to one’s “flow” when working on a task, but I don’t think that I had ever really considered how drastically they cut into my day. Certainly some of my best thinking comes out of those early morning hours sitting in my cubicle at work, solving one problem or another.

It has been tempting to take some of those early mornings off from work, and give some focused, rested attention to my school work. Not surprisingly, when I do this, I find that my perceptions of my class work are much clearer than they are when I do the study late at night thing. Unfortunately, part of my lot in life is to work and go to school. Not that I have a severe distaste for either, actually I enjoy both my education, and my employment, it’s just that the consistent 18-20 hour days, are really taking a toll on my sanity and health.

Spring break may have just been a few short weeks ago, but I am already longing for the end of the semester in four more weeks. Surely that time will pass quickly, it’s just that there’s so much to do. I am reminded of a line in one of Robert Frost’s poems, Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

This isn’t an English paper, and I am sure that if I tried to analyze this passage, my English major sister would have something to say. The poem has a very religious tone when read by my eyes, but the last passage I like to interpret as a want to rest and enjoy the beauty around, but there are promises to keep, and things to do, before it’s time to go back to live with Him who gives us life. Perhaps, in some small way, there are things that I would like to sit and enjoy, but my current commitments have me completely taken at the moment. In four weeks, things will be slightly simpler, but I am sure that there will be other things to fill my days and nights with thoughts for tomorrow.

I have said it before, but maybe life isn’t so much about looking for tomorrow, (something that I do all the time) but about enjoying what we can while we can, just like the man in the poem. Indeed the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but we do all have promises to keep, and miles to go before we sleep. He saw, enjoyed, and then got back to work. Could anyone ask for much more than that?


Anonymous said...

Here I saw "Miles...before...sleep" and I thought you were talking about Miles Davis. Frost is just as good though!

Anonymous said...

"It's not the kill - it's the thrill of the chase."

-Deep Purple