The Last Words of Oscar Wilde

As he lay dying in bed, Mr. Wilde found his wallpaper to be atrocious. Looking around he said, "Either this wallpaper goes, or I do..." and he died.

Why should I begin this post with someone's last words? I just find them amusing.

I'm quickly finishing up what is becoming my favorite book, "The Razor's Edge." I am finding out all about what Larry Darrell did on his travels around the world, and it's amazing how much I can relate. Is he an idiot or a genius? I hear what he says and understand it, but I'm not sure it would be considered worthwhile for everyone.

Nonetheless, everyday I feel more self-assured. These days it takes very little to bring a smile to my face, and things are really starting to clear themselves up for me. Because I've taken a very different path, I feel free somehow. And being free, shaking off unnecessary obligations and truly living, is an incomparable feeling.

It gives me time to think. It gives me time to be creative and set myself goals. Also, changing environments gives me energy to accomplish those goals. I've learned that owning your mistakes and faults makes you more capable of confronting them. I'm working on confronting them now.

I'm also beginning to really care about people from here. My acquaintances are becoming friends, and my friends are becoming best friends. It's really nice to have so many people around me whom I trust despite only being here for a short time, and now that I'll have more time, I'll be able to get to know them better.

I had been losing weight, but in the rush of the last two weeks (interviewing and other obligations) I haven't been exactly following my diet. Next week with the new job it has to start back up. Also, since I'm finishing up "The Razor's Edge," it's time to pick out a new book.

I went to a bookstore yesterday and a few different ones caught my eye. One was a key for learning Nahuatl (the language spoken by the Aztecs and still spoken by about 1 million people in Mexico), the complete works of Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz, and "La Araucana." If any of these things don't make sense, look them up. I'm more nervous about tackling Sor Juana's works, though. That woman was brilliant.

Also, tomorrow I'm going to check out a gym membership at the gym across the street from my apartment. It'd be nice to take the benefits of dieting and boost them a bit with a trainer.

That's it for now. Tomorrow is the last Zombie Day. I'd probably better get some sleep so that I can enjoy it. Feel free to email me or get in touch.

~Buster