More reflection

From rainy Monday:

Faithless is the shit. I’m home alone in the pink shack. Woke up late this morning to find the outside world raining softly. I went sik on the guitar till my fingers gave in, now I’m finding another way to amuse myself.

Firstly a whinge:
So the job is turning out to be harder than training led me to believe it would be. I guess I wanted something where I could rock up, do my duty, let my mind wonder, and not really care.

This job however seems to demand one hundred percent concentration over the entire eight hours. I can do it. It’s just a bit more challenging that Telstra was. So much knowlege required.

On the topic of knowledge, the other night I realised I’ve become this walking dispensary of practical advice on a broad range of topics. I’ve dabbled in a variety of interests and earned a crust in several fields in my short life. And consequently friends call me asking advice on IT, car buying, car fixing, vegan eating, fitness, accounting, law, and now, insurance as well.

I’ve always spread myself too thin. This slew of practical knowledge regarding every which thing is all well and good, it’s frequently beneficial, but is it really *necessary*. What if I’d invested that energy and intellectual capacity, focussed it on a smaller area.
Maybe I could have maybe achieved something.

But I mention “capacity”. Is it even finite?

Not really. One should technically be able to fit in as much as one can absorb during the limited hours in the day.

If I didn’t sleep could I know twice as much?

I don’t have regrets about how I’ve invested my time. I don’t have a killer career or a university degree. But I like having a fairly broad knowlege of different aspects of the modern world. Knowlege is power. It’s easier to get what you need when you know how the system works.