This is partly a response to Rafid’s comment on my previous post. I don’t know if my symptoms are beginning to subside or if I’m just fighting more bitterly to stop them from dominating my day, but anyhow, I’m now trying to attack some work that should have been done a few days ago.
I think you’re right; exercise and diet probably have a lot to do with it. I don’t have a bike in Waterloo, and I’ve never had the endurance to run (sprinting is fun but I can only do that for one or two minutes). Most of my exercise I get from long, fast-paced walks. I also don’t eat that often since there aren’t that many foods I like (mostly just meat and vegetables).
This is becoming less and less relevant to my post, but I’ve been eating and drinking math for almost 4 years straight, and if I go right into grad school right after I graduate, I feel like I may burn out. I think it would do me a lot of good to take at least a few months off and travel. Not only psychologically, either: having to adapt to dramatically different lifestyles would probably help me conquer some fears and bad habits I’ve developed. Alas, I have no idea how I would ever come up with that kind of money.
I’m feeling more and more like I’m living a very narrow, sheltered life; if I don’t keep an eye out, I’ll start spotting gray hairs and will not even have any crazy life experiences to show for it. Plus, nobody is going to want to party with some 50-year-old guy.
I’ve also never drank a drop of alcohol in my life. This isn’t because I subscribe to some zealous “straight edge” ideology or something, nor is it for religious reasons. To be completely honest, the thought of any substance influencing my mental facilities just makes me recoil in terror (you can probably deduce, at this point, that alcohol isn’t the only substance I’ve utterly shunned). It has been that way for as long as I can remember. I wonder if I’m “missing out”, as they say… should I rehash these boundaries I’ve set?