I think I have finally figured out what has been causing my lack of performance for the past 5-6 years.
It’s the internet.
I’ll admit I’m an addict. My personality is such that I get addicted to things quickly, and dangerously. Makes me glad I never got into drug abuse issues, or I wouldn’t be around.
Now to try to alleviate this, I will slowly attempt to wean off of the internet, in terms of social networking, youtube, maybe tumblr.
E-mail is a must for career related opportunities, so I cannot forego that aspect.
Internet is the reason for my insomnia. It is the reason I cannot prioritize as well as I used to, and also the reason I am seeing my mental demise in progress.
In the end, I saw Superman not as a superhero or even a science fiction character, but as a story of Everyman. We’re all Superman in our own adventures. We have our own Fortresses of Solitude we retreat to, with our own special collections of valued stuff, our own super–pets, our own “Bottle Cities” that we feel guilty for neglecting. We have our own peers and rivals and bizarre emotional or moral tangles to deal with.
I felt I’d really grasped the concept when I saw him as Everyman, or rather as the dreamself of Everyman. That “S” is the radiant emblem of divinity we reveal when we rip off our stuffy shirts, our social masks, our neuroses, our constructed selves, and become who we truly are.” —
Serslah, read All-Star Superman if you havent. Morrison got the character. He understood what made Superman noble and just, but more importantly: human.