Distracting the Distractions

Here I am again. Stuck in a mind rut that isn't necessarily a mind hole, or brain bump, but rather the treadmill of laziness. I'm doing, things and stuff, googling and "research." Moving moving moving, but not getting anywhere. Basically because I don't feel like it. Don't feel like trying. I'm being lazy. I'm about to say that I am lazy, but then I'll convince myself that that's who I am so it's probably best not to do that. I'm good at convincing myself that I'm bad things. Worthless, boring, not-smart-enough, too shy, too loud, incapable, uptight, too soft. Might as well throw lazy in there, but then it might just be pushing the mean button too far. You think?

This is off topic. Not that there really was a topic. But I'm into bento-making. Granted, I haven't made a bento box, meal, lunch or dinner. But I like the idea of it. I'm ordering some bento bags from a certificate my sister gave me for my birthday. Yes, I'm 32, I'm glad you asked. Anyways. One has a little pig on it, and the other one has a monkey on it. Yes, that's right, I'm 32. I like pigs and monkeys and cute little bags that just may sound like they should be for a grade-school kid. What can I say. I already said it.

There's something about the creation of food as a visual that also complements the palate. I like that kind of synchronization. I used to think of it in the same way as I thought of film-making. Blending writing and photography together to create an entire new piece of art. 'Course, now that I've studied film production, it's a whole lot more than that, I realize. But drained down to the essence, it's a melding of the visual and the aural. Just like bento-making is a mixture of visual, smell and taste pleasures. Never thought that film-making and bento-making were so similar, huh? Yeah, that's what happens when I waste the time I have on my hands. Create similarities for unsimilars. And look, I also made a new word!

I should stop this and get to work now. Shouldn't I?