:: anne in the attic ::

Create Your Own Countdown

:: Friday, February 14, 2003 ::

Laid Out. That's what I've been the past three days. It's not so much that it knocks you suddenly off your feet, but that it saps your energy until you find you just can't get up anymore. You know you're sick when you never pee -- you just sweat everything out. Well, I'm feeling nearly human again, and thinking I'll be able to return to work in the morning if I'm not too wiped out. I think I needed this little slow-down to put things back into perspective. It's easy to put things on automatic instead of exercising the mindfulness of "here and now" necessary to take pleasure in life's ordinary motions. Made my cat deliriously happy to have me around so much, too. It's not that I would have chosen to live a busy life; that's just how it's going to be for a little while. But when something takes the film and slows it down to a frame-by-frame, you remember how you used to enjoy more silences, move a little slower, and the word "multi-tasking" was not quite in your active vocabulary yet. Once you get over your resistence to an oncoming cold, and surrender yourself to its ability to put the brakes on your life, and therefore your responsibilities, you experience a kind of release that allows you the freedom to relax. Acceptance sets in and you can again take in life's little close-ups. (Please excuse my sliding back and forth between first and second person, here; I don't feel quite up to the stuffiness -- no pun -- of throwing everything into the "proper" third person objective.)

I did get to watch a couple of DVD's I'd been wanting to see. The Bourne Identity wasn't bad -- pretty slick fast-moving eye-candy stuff. And The Minority Report was all that and more -- very polished, crouched atop moral dilemmas and precariously balanced philosophies. Anyway, they kept me entertained when I wasn't dozing. I have also been enjoying the latest Chris Robinson and David Gray CD's. Ah, the healing power of music. Gave myself a break from Morning Edition and the evening news, too, so I'm blissfully out of touch with the world's latest evils as well. And I did call and cancel my dental appointment for Monday -- how can they work on my teeth if I can't breathe through my nose? And lo and behold, while I wasn't looking, they paid us again today. We like that. I'm going to have to get serious about researching long-term investments.

:: Anne 11:08 PM [smartass remarks] ::
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