Thursday, 20 October 2011

Driving to Work

The whole concept of different locations is of course a mere fabrication of my unconscious mind. I exist in some form, but possibly not in familiar form. Places themselves, let alone travel between, may not be required in order to host my existence.

I assume that work, like other activities in my imagined life, fulfils some purpose that I can only guess at. It may be that grind, repetition and boredom experienced routinely over a period of time builds an ability to withstand, hold firm and persevere. A preparation for something beyond this consciousness? An ironic reflection of my true isolation and pointlessness? Given the enjoyment that other people appear to derive from their professions, perhaps even a gesture of defiance and refusal to make things easy for myself?

It follows that the journey to work is likely some kind of ground-laying exercise for the goals my unconscious has set. A flicking of a switch to allow some kind of learning, development or even degradation to resume. Obstacles which must be overcome on the way to work allow me to reach a state in which this unknowable transformation can take place.

The journey has become longer, more arduous of late. This could signify a new stage in my growth. A new 'location' might correspond to a new or altered goal. Or it could simply be a jolt to keep my experiences fresh and my ability to osmose keen.

(Roughly translated: Awful drive to work today.)


  1. Not a metaphorical lengthening of the journey then? I hesitate to suggest it, and to be prosaic, but is 'osmose' a verb? :)

  2. Alec: No, sadly it's a very real lengthening of the journey. But it is at least a journey I'm quite familiar with.

    A friend of mine used 'osmose' in one of his correspondences. I was similarly shaken from my sphere of vocabularic comfort, but I also liked it and decided to, erm, absorb it into my own.

    Yes, I know 'vocabularic' isn't a word. But 'osmose' just very well might be: