No more “watching” anything.


No more production watching. No more diet watching. No more sleep schedule watching.

There is almost no need anymore. I don’t do intermittent fasting anymore, because I eat when I want to eat, and that does not hinder the quality of my daily activities or sleep.

I’m beginning to think(know), in a case like mine (in which I do not have to coordinate with many other people about the logistics of when/where/how of events), having to watch anything might be a sign of something not being right. There just is no need to watch anything, I’m beginning to realize. And experience.

I barely look at the time anymore. When I do, it’s 1:11 or 2:22 or some such aesthetically pleasing number. Then I note that, but that’s all.

I sleep when I sleep, and sometimes that’s 10pm and at other times that’s 1am. And I wake up when I wake up, which is sometimes 8am and at other times 9am. Then I note that, but that’s all.

Sometimes I take a walk, at other times I do some other exercises; I stretch when I feel like it, and when I don’t feel like it, I don’t.

My well does not need to be filled. I had thought that it need to be filled (“watched” for its health); it does not. It will stay its original well of infinity, so long as I don’t start watching weird things–such as the clock or the # in my bank account or some other such measurable, external factor.

And so I do not watch my diet, I sleep when I sleep, and I wake up when I wake up. So weird, how this was exactly what I wanted for myself 10 years ago, but I didn’t realize that I could be living this life, until this year.