Patience and Equanimity

It's rare, the day at work when I don't feel dwarfed by the knowledge I'm supposed to have a handle on, and by those around me. My boss codes like a lunatic, and I doodle around from one thing to the next.

I have to remember that all it takes is some time put in with the system, and then I'll have a similar grip of apparent mastery. Dedicated, concentrated time. Unfortunately, I don't yet have that luxury.

No, wrong. I'm not making the time or dedication, or really practicing at concentration.

I read more of Lost Horizon while pedaling the exercise bike after work. Patience and equanimity. Time...; stop running about.

Tonight I ate my late dinner by myself, in a chair, in front of the TV -- turned off. No book, no music. I ate. Then I sat.

This is good practice. Walk. Pay attention to walking. Talk. Pay attention to talking. There'll be time to read, time to think about work. If I keep each action on its own, I'll be devoting to it all of myself, and therefore acting with more efficacy.

Anyho, I'll surely find my way to something else before I have an extremely solid handle on this coding. That's my way.