Although I have had this for several months, I have been somewhat at a loss as to what to start with. That is, until now thanks to the aide of my bouts with insomnia. With this skewed mentality as my crutch and crux respectively, I've been able to gather quite a bit into perspective.
Ever since I received the aide of my friend Bill, a computer programmer and technologist extraordinaire, the recording process has been proceeding in a much smoother fashion that it had ever been. I'll admit, I am still trying to divine my way through the new programs and hardware, but I have already determined that the process, in the broader scope, is going to be a much less frustrating ordeal than it would have been sans his assistance.
Yet, like in all things, time plays its role well within this web I've woven for myself. Even with all of the tools before me, I still need more time to use them. I've had quite a few things draining time away from my passion, such as work and classes resuming soon.
On the subject of work, it has taken a toll on my health due to some bad decision making and complacency on behalf of my superiors. For the last four months, I have been on the graveyard schedule (10:00 PM - 6:00 AM), and stayed on it during my days off so as to not become maladjusted since my schedule seemed to be as steady as a paroxysm. Well, last week I was told that I would no longer have to work that schedule anymore, so I adjusted my sleep schedule accordingly. My work schedule seemed to follow suit. Even though the alternation of hours that occurred while I worked both day and night made me violently ill on my days off, I bore the brunt of it since I would not have to again... Or so I thought.
Much to my chagrin, I was once again placed on that shift. I, of course, expressed my objection. Although I was absolutely livid, I was polite in how I put it, although my composure was an absolute lie. It was not simply due to the fact that they waited on calling the person they intended to train to take over graveyard and then finding out later that he found another job, it was due to the fact that I was hoping to get some respite away from straining my health anymore. Since classes will be starting again soon, I told them I could no longer work that shift at all. Between the day shift, my second job as a DJ, and school, when was I to find any moments to relax?
Also, there is the prospect of getting more days from my second job. If that scenario is at all possible, it would give me the liberty of quitting my day job and sticking primarily to that. I wouldn't mind it since it would be less intrusive upon my studies and life. In addition, the job is nowhere near as physically exhausting. Plus, the notion of having to warp my sleep schedule would be eliminated once and for all.
But, through all of this strife comes inspiration. As I mentioned earlier, none of this halts the writing process in any way. I would say that this is nothing more than encouragement. I could be cliché by mentioning how this fits in to Nietzsche like a missing puzzle piece, but I feel that hinting at the cliché is enough to say that I used it.
The creative gears still spin onward, regardless of adversity.