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Sunday, March 27, 2005
  Why write about it?
It is strange that the act of writing a journal or diary entry has been so widely accepted for so long while the act of talking to oneself outloud has been considered to be the sign of an unstable mental state.
"So why write about it at all?", one might ask. Therefore, I pose the question rhetorically for my own purposes... The answer is probably the same as why I write about "what am I doing with my life?" sorts of questions: by expressing the thoughts on a page, the feelings are made manifest and therefore more tangible and controllable. I feel a sense of control when I can articulate my thoughts. If something can be said clearly, then it must be possible to understand it. If a problem or series of symptoms can be well understood, then a solution or a cure cannot be far off, right? Or so my thinking goes...
Writing about my feelings of failure does nothing to make me feel like less of a failure. Quite the opposite, really... analytical reporting exercises like this are more about wallowing self-pity and self-flagellation than about any real resolution to change my feelings. Other than a brief surge of hope that comes with the feeling of control from putting words on a page, I don't understand my (or anyone's) tendency to want to expose one's thoughts to the universe through language. Does saying (or writing) something out loud - outside of one's quietly simmering head-soup of thoughts - really have any impact on one's ability to cope with those thoughts and feelings? I could see where reading that someone else feels the way that I do could have a comforting and confirming effect on me. But then why do I bother to write for myself? I'm certainly not expressing this stuff in the hopes that I make someone else feel better and I don't have any realistic expectation of having this be the start of a dialogue. Writing like this is little more than me talking to myself.

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Sunday, March 06, 2005
  What am I doing with my life? - Part 1
The question I really want to answer is, "Why am I doing what I am doing where I am doing it and is that what I ought to be doing?" In some ways, answering the question of what I am doing now is pretty easy. Rather than describing what I do now, let's start by answering...

"What do I want to do?"
I mainly want to do work that I like. "Work that I like" includes virtually any activity where I can wrestle with communicating clearly and convincingly. I like writing analytical prose, having searching discussions with one or more persons, and graphically representing relationships and other quantitative and qualitative information.

Those may sound like pretty generic descriptions of things to do. But ever since I decided to pursue a degree in philosophy, I've known that searching for and illuminating meaning in this world is just what I do.

As long as I can find an environment where I can do that work, does it matter who I work for, or what long term goals my productivity is supporting? This is another way of asking my central question...

There are a number of other related questions to answer:

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