Lights!
A friend of mine, a doctor (whoop-di-do), says this mood, this general sleepiness (both literal stay-in-bed sleepiness and figurative slow-thinking sleepiness) that many of us are feeling lately, is our hibernating response to the season's lack of light. So today I have all the lights in the house on, all the shades up, and the radio loud. Loud music is my contribution to anti-hibernation therapy--at odds with the quiet stillness of winter. I find loud music annoying, but being annoyed is better than being comatose.
My shoulder will need surgery.. well, maybe not my shoulder, but shoulders like mine that slip out of joint a lot, and that don't have much else wrong (like gross fractures, arthritis, bursitis or tendonitis). My shoulder is unique, of course, but it will stand in line (like a boy at a military induction site) with all those other similar-but-unique shoulders gathered together from the great expanse of orthopaedic malfunction (like the land of misfit toys) to wait for its turn.
On another note; is it too late to start shopping? All this light around here is making me aware, in a funny sort of way. I can still see all the stuff I want; Gadgets, toys, and Filene's models (grrr). But I am noticing that there is also more to the world, outside the shadows I usually hide within, where I only acknowledge my immediate atmosphere, like a planet that pretends there are no great invisible forces directing its transit through the void.
Light is invisible, until it touches something.
Touch me...
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