Lab: Responding to Events

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I've realized now that I'm doing this the day before it's due- with every other classes assignments finished- whether in the chaos of a kitchen or over a span of weeks working from home- having multiple subjects/topics/things to be working on at once really is a distraction. It's enough of a distraction that I can barely focus when one of them is literally just reading something and following along. This, I think, will further inform how I approach tasks for the continuing span of my lifetime. I'll need to put myself in positions to mitigate the distraction that comes from distress while at the same time become more resistant to that distress.

Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.