Depressed because you don’t know any other creative types? That’s a lot to expect in our mercantile workaday world, my friend, creative types. If you go through life being depressed at the scarcity of creative types you will have a very sad, lonely life. Creative souls can be found everywhere, the trouble is, these souls are also carrying immense burdens.
Consider one, an alcoholic with a schizophrenic brother, both beaten by their father from the old country. In the old country a severe beating was a hallmark of good parenting. In the new country, the ghosts of the old country howled when his long-demented mother finally died at 99 years-old. “DO SOMETHING!!” screamed his mad sisters and so he leaped up and began mouth to mouth resuscitation of his mother’s dead body.
He’s a very creative guy, good sense of humor, inventive and a bit zany. He’s an alcoholic from an insane family who gave his dead 99 year-old mother mouth to mouth resuscitation at the rabid urgings of his mad sisters. We are neither this nor that, though it may seem to us otherwise.
The alarm is set, everybody has a time they have to hop out of bed and get busy. Many people start their kizatskis with sunrise, some even before. Up at 2:30 for a live shot, out the door like an arrow at 3:00, on location 4:15, set up and ready before the talent arrives for the shot at 5:00. The show must go on, office opened at 8:00 for the first patients, I am there drinking coffee at 7:45 every single day of the week. To do that I have to wake up at 5:40, my morning routine is almost an hour and my commute to work usually about 40 minutes. I need fifteen minutes to sit in the silence with my coffee before I turn the lock and bring the office to life. I open the office door and start my jumping jacks, 200 of them, then I put my palms on the floor and do 400 squat thrusts. Some kizatskis and then 150 leg presses. All the time I am speaking to clients over a speakerphone, so it is imperative I not grunt.
I have made myself able to perform these exertions without ever sounding winded, but it takes training.
If, on a given day, I miss the 200 jumping jacks, 400 squat thrusts and 150 leg presses, (plus kitzatskis) I do double the number of each on the following day, in two equal sets. It is crucial to do them double-time on the make-up day, because they have to all be done before my first appointment at 8:30 and I’m going to need a quick shower and change into a crisp suit before that meeting. I shave at home, so that’s already taken care of. After my morning appointments I play racquetball against an energetic bot at the gym for one hour, a good workout. After a sauna and a rinse I have lunch for 20 minutes, green leafy vegetables lightly steamed and seasoned with fresh herbs.
Then, in the afternoon, I spend an hour in the woodshed, and then I go to the well.
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