Something is amiss.

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Off.  Awful.  Wrong.  It's as if recovering from a rather close fight.  Mostly the midsection.  I thought it might be diabetes doing a war dance, but no... fasting blood sugar is 164.  While not excellent, the trend is good, even with the speedbump.  So why do I feel like a spent shell, having just gone off and now being ejected?  I can't say.  In some ways it is like the flu.  A bit dizzy, a little nauseous, perhaps with a minor fever.  The dizziness doesn't throw me off my function, the nausea won't keep me from anything, but with those and some other things that are just off, I'm really not going to be a game player today.

No worries.  I have done extremely well lately.  I should be able to keep up fairly well.  And, when this passes, get to even more.  Breaking down boxes, a few dishes, and laundry is where it is at, for when I can get to it again.  Reading on speed reading is going... very fast!  No kidding if punning or... some other sort of horrid humor?  The thing is, there are exercises the first book recommends.  So, even when I finish the material I will not be finished with the book.  I suppose I should create a list of the exercises, if some are pictorially dependent so I will even so need the tome.  My guess is the other books will have exercises.  Some of them all will be the same, though each might have slightly different... or better... versions.  I go by results... as subjective as that can be, if as objectively as possible.

Something else I would like to begin studying?  Various mathematical and scientific fields.  Much of it, initially, can be review.  At some point there is the hope that I will go on from those points.  Why?  Because I actually like that 'crap'.  Oh, yes, I do.  Now I actually am better at English, but at some point, other than reading well written books, the sort of study available is not to my liking.  Etymology could be interesting, but after having had a lover who was into that, if she was more into the German side of things, it's... not as it might seem... and requires access to books, tracts, treatises, opuses, and such which are often rare and only obtainable via academic access.  Hours of pouring through things to find a word, then pouring over the rest of the book in part or whole in order to understand the meaning of the word.  It is interesting, but daunting and rarefied.  No, English has nothing to offer, in the way of advancing (myself), at this point.  so it is in the sciences and maths I go.

I have been meaning to begin study again, probably since I moved here.  I may be at that point, finally.  If I can, I will run my day as a slightly academic event.  Only, not the whole day.  A few "classes" each day, though some what flexible, and perhaps not every day.  Perhaps a Monday, Wednesday, Friday, hour or two per three subject study time?  Something like that.  A time (if completely flexible) set aside for leisure or peripheral reading... both fiction, science, politics, and war... starting with a few of the classics.  Though that I would like to do every day.  Some every day, if only leisure pretty much on a daily basis, the other books and such more like the courses.  Why the classics?  Because even today, that is where Western Civ folk, at least, truly start.  Where from there is... another question entirely.  But without commonality, like or not, one is simply alone in a soup of themselves, their own thoughts, or side issues.  It is the way of it.  Funny thing is, as with The Art of War, not all classics were culled from Western Civ... only for it... it too only as a building block, and if more fiction than not potentially... or artistic rather than truly functional?  Something.

But, for today, I will do little.  Something is very off.  I'll give it some time, take a day or two down, and figure out where next when I am able.  Good afternoon and day.