I Get This Way Sometimes…

So I didn’t end up doing anything for World Aids Day.
Didn’t even leave the house really. I had a terrific headache on Tuesday and have felt weak and depleted since. I think the touch of flue I had at the beginning of the week has probably passed but I get sick so infrequently that when I do, it throws my stride off almost completely.

Simply put, I try and pack a lot into each day. The downside of that is that unless you’re feeling perfectly healthy, all you’ve asigned yourself to do, no matter how small, seems like an unscalable burden, an orange too-much sticker slapped mercilessly on something as minor as walking to the mailbox.

But that’s where I am this week. My body feels too week to exercise, my mind too exhausted to write. I’ve been able to go out a little, to have lunch with my friend Emily, to take one meeting and attend the magnificent premiere of The Bright River last night, which I highly recommend. But I am not my normal self. I’m not plugged in, alert, creating, consuming, connecting. That’s how I like to be most of the time but I have a feeling my body isn’t lying to me. I think I needed this rest to not just appreciate how I am normally but to not be that way for awhile.

I feel pretty good about it, different, but good. I’ll be me again soon. This week I needed a scaled down version of me, I slower, older, quieter version. So that’s where I am. Come by and say hi.

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