Feng Shui

I changed the direction of my bed about half a year ago. It has had a huge effect on my life. I have no idea. All of sudden, I saw like 3 awesome people in a row (Lil Wayne, Michio Kaku, Kim Wilson) speak, and I have been writing poetry like a madman. Fortunately, I don't feel, or behave, like a madman.

There is great meaning within the cage we call our home. It's true, the word cage is a bit harsh. I should say, the walls and ceiling we call our home.

Anyway, there is great meaning in that small space. After all it is our home; we spend quite a bit of time there. I should've known by now, the fact that changing things up within this small homely space could make such a different, but instead, I had to learn it again.

I've been needing to study Mathematics, particularly Linear Algebra, but instead I have been going out and doing things. Now I know I should take a little break, and relax; I should calm my nerves and sharpen my brain with some numbers work.

Changing the direction of my bed has a had a huge effect: It's not only made it so I don't hit my head on the bar next to my wall all the time - it has also forced me to change the direction of my desk. Now my desk is organized with books, a lamp, and space for my laptop, and I am able to do my work without looking at an ugly white wall.

I think the next thing, in terms of Feng Shui, is for me to put art up on the walls. I have plenty of art, I just don't know how to put it up on the walls. I guess this is one of the joys of independence: learning how to put art up on the walls. Eventually I'll just go to Wal-Mart and buy some wacky tack or something.

My plan for learning Math is to watch MIT Youtube and scribble on all my extraneous white sheets of paper. That'll do it. I'll learn that way.

(1) I severely miss my entire family.
(2) I recently got a girlfriend, something I've been wanting for a little while now.
(3) I have been writing poetry like Charles Dickens writes crap: A lot.

Overall, Feng Shui feels pretty good.