Yesterday I read an article on life coaches. The people interviewed were very positive about the benefits of having a life coach and on the clarity of purpose it gave them. I got a bit suspicious towards the end of the article, all of them had the same goal - to become life coaches.

The article’s emphasis was on “getting a life” which entailed attaining wealth and building a career. There was no mention of beauty, love, compassion, integrity, or humanity.

I guess most things are not valued as highly as wealth and status. I cannot see the value of “getting a life” based solely on the material.

Thursday, such a lazy day. It’s been raining all day today. Got up late, went to the city to do a few things, browsed the bookstores, wandered around, got rained on.

No books tickled my fancy. Finding most of the science books are too basic for my taste. There were a couple of interesting books, one on quantum field theory was quite nice, but way too expensive (and available at the university library). Couldn’t justify the expense for a book I might not get round to reading anytime soon.

Thought about going back to work. Getting pretty lean on the cash. Much prefer to sit around and do mathematics. Life is unstructured at the moment. I go to bed when I feel like it. I wake up when I feel like it. I don’t have to do anything at all if I don’t feel like it.

Winter is coming. This is the time of the year I like sleeping in even more than usual.

I have a roof over my head.
I have food in my belly.
I have cigarettes.
I have something to be passionate about.

… and most of all, Ms Misery Guts is making someone else miserable