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SandraDodd@... wrote:
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They get being safe in their
own home with friends at 3:00 a.m.
There is other "real action"
involving teenaged boys at that hour, but my kids have no desire to be
a part of it, for which I'm totally grateful!
I recently figured out that that's the reason I am so "in to" fiction.?
Because it provides a safe adventure.
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Even real
action can be unsatisfying.
True for me!
I don't know if it's just the arrival of winter weather, but I have
been experiencing couch potato angst.? I realize I spend an awful
lot of time thinking, dreaming and in virtual interaction.? On the
spectrum that runs from dreamer to doer, I'm way over in "dreamer" and
almost never visit "doer" to do anything more strenuous than buy groceries.
But, while pondering, I've been thinking that I don't get much satisfaction
out of doing things.? I feel like I really don't get pleasure from
accomplishment.? (And it's more than just ephemeral things like housework
that don't stay "done".)
Does anyone have insight into where satisfaction at a job well done
comes from?? Can it only be destroyed by being a perfectionist, or
are there other ways it might be undermined?
Betsy
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