rumination and procrastination

I was trying to think about my research paper, but then I got sidetracked and started thinking about researching paper and what a paper about paper would really look like. Then I remembered a book I used to really love when I was younger called The Westing Game. Sadly I don’t remember all that much about the story other than it was a mystery involving a paper manufacturer. I enjoyed the book so much I did a book report about it in the fifth grade and then again in the sixth grade. The second book report was written on a paper towel because our assignment was to cut and decorate our paper into a significant shape that reflected the plot of the book. I got points taken off because my paper was neither cut nor decorated. I contested the grade because book reports are not normally written on paper towels, which in this case was entirely fitting. The teacher did not change my grade; she didn’t appreciate my art. Funny, I can no long remember the name of that teacher. Her name may have started with a K or possibly a C, but that is as far as I can get. It makes me wonder how much I will remember and forget over the course of my lifetime. How significant are the things I am doing right now going to be after another decade has past? These are the thoughts that keep me up at night, or at least keep me from writing my paper.