WEDNESDAY, 17 November 2010 – How can you multiply a value within a single day?
I did it today.
My left-overs from the $3 I invested last time was time worth spent (To read the whole Investing $9 stories so far, click here). My remaining leftover value in my BART pass was, as I found today, exactly $4 (because I haven’t been using it since 23 October 2010). So I took the BART that was heading towards Richmond at about 12 in the afternoon and landed on Ashby, just like before, only that I didn’t make a mistake reading my Google Maps.
Then I brought along The Adventures of Kavalier & Clay with me, a fabulous, Pulitzer-winning novel by the visionary Michael Chabon. I couldn’t stop turning every page. it’s like I get lost absorbing the meaning of each word.
I can relate a lot to escapism and comical ideas. It is a far-fetched dream, on a moonless night, where I would have a prestigious prize for my world of Assaliuna and how Ai fly to the moon.
Lady #1: “Sierra?”
Me: “Yes. I’m supposed to meet her at 2. I’m a volunteer.”
Lady #2: “Oh, Sierra’s in the West Berkeley clinic. Do you know where that is?
I shook my head.
Lady #1: “It’s just 3 blocks away from here. Continue walking on 7th street and you’ll see it on Addison Street.”
Me: “Oh, okay. Thank you!” I eyed both ladies, smiling.
Lady #2: “Sure!”
However, when I walked back from West Berkeley clinic to Dwight/7th Street, checking my Google Maps now and then, I took a step back on my obedience to the Directions my Google Maps app is giving me.
The intersection of Dwight Way, Dwight Crescent, and 7th Street, when viewed Street View, i.e. when you’re right there in real-time, is very confusing to my mind. I am a girl/woman, I am lousy at reading maps, you know?
So I stupidly walked along Dwight Way up till the cross street I stopped again to check my Google Maps became 4th Street. At that point, I knew I made a mistake again. It turns out that I’m supposed to walk back to the intersection and walk across 7th street. Shortly after walking backwards towards the intersection again, turning right, I finally came across the 49 Transbay bus stop.
So you see, I think I really had just increased my spatial awareness just by doing the right thing after making a mistake: making a turn. I’m guessing that my cerebral cortex has just made multiple new synapses. (See: Spatial-temporal reasoning)
1. Identify yourself. I should be introducing myself, find a secure place for my belongings, and let people know when I will be leaving to prevent future worries.
This applies to whenever I come in for my weekly times to volunteer, and also applicable for everyday life.
2. Waiting rooms can be unpredictable. It may be different every time, and different times of the day makes different things happen. just be yourself and work at your own comfort level. If there is no one I can read in-to, I can always ask for help, or ways I can help!
Ditto for applying this to the “waiting rooms” we all have to be in today.
The queue is getting longer and longer towards an individual identity’s walk of life, because the road itself towards self-identity, especially in America, is getting wider by the minute, which has built up over years since Christopher Columbus found this foreign land and created a history of rich and poor foreign affairs since 1942. There is an ever-growing room for improvement, especially within the middle class of the room, since Columbus discovered this unknown space where the Indian Americans inhabited, however in the present day, citizens of this space seeks the virtual room instead of the virtues it provides, dis-covering the space instead of the knowledge, wasting more time in line rather than on course.
After investing $4 today, I learned that oftentimes, we have to go off-limits in order to gain a stable credibility to reach out for those we want to be related with, definitely off-limits of our comfort zone, and out into the outer space.
By going and returning to and from the places I wanted to be in today, I realized that i’ve earned those values that shall last a lifetime. Now I know, that all things that lasts forever are invisible, just like love. I’m going to save more dollars and calories in minute details, for more valuable minutes in the future.
In the words of Michael Chabon, it goes like this:
Forget about what you are escaping from. Reserve your anxiety for what you are escaping to.