โ sick and tired of being tired and sick? โ
Posted: Fri, Jun 2, 2006 07:35:51 AM
...is one of those sayings that is tossed around the rooms so flippantly, that i start to cringe when i hear someone even think about to say this. however for some silly strange reason, the reading this morning did not evoke that feeling, so it must be just what i needed to hear. the past twenty-four hours have been interesting for me, and i am not quite sure where i am going with this blog, this morning -- only time will tell.
for one thing i am not tired and sick today, or rather i may be tired and sick but i do not feel that way, and yet the reading was strangely compelling, kind of like a butterfly tattoo visible on a large, saggy breasted middle-aged woman, i just cannot stop looking at it, even though i want to. and the reading is doing the same thing, i am in a good spot today, i got to talk to friend i had not heard from in over a month, i wrote an elegant piece of reusable code, my first attempt at creating something new was well accepted by a brand new client, i slept well last night, i am moving forward on my responsibilities for my parent’s celebration, and yet i feel like there is something undone in my current life. could it be my garden? possibly i am a week behind in getting it in. could it be my project for my fellowship? well that is six months late! could it be my step work? have not written anything in more than two weeks. any of those questions might cause this reaction, however i am coming to the conclusion that perhaps it is time tyo dive in and write that inventory that will probably not reveal anything. after all, what could it hurt? and back to the train wrack that the reading is drawing back to, i can see that i may not be tired and sick, but i am sick and tired of being where i am and there is only way out of that place -- arghhh!
so what am i going to do? take a shower, move forward with my day, make my daily call to an addict and see what happens. more than enough for right now!
for one thing i am not tired and sick today, or rather i may be tired and sick but i do not feel that way, and yet the reading was strangely compelling, kind of like a butterfly tattoo visible on a large, saggy breasted middle-aged woman, i just cannot stop looking at it, even though i want to. and the reading is doing the same thing, i am in a good spot today, i got to talk to friend i had not heard from in over a month, i wrote an elegant piece of reusable code, my first attempt at creating something new was well accepted by a brand new client, i slept well last night, i am moving forward on my responsibilities for my parent’s celebration, and yet i feel like there is something undone in my current life. could it be my garden? possibly i am a week behind in getting it in. could it be my project for my fellowship? well that is six months late! could it be my step work? have not written anything in more than two weeks. any of those questions might cause this reaction, however i am coming to the conclusion that perhaps it is time tyo dive in and write that inventory that will probably not reveal anything. after all, what could it hurt? and back to the train wrack that the reading is drawing back to, i can see that i may not be tired and sick, but i am sick and tired of being where i am and there is only way out of that place -- arghhh!
so what am i going to do? take a shower, move forward with my day, make my daily call to an addict and see what happens. more than enough for right now!
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