Tuesday, 28 December 2010
The place to be
I would like words to drop like jewels from my mind onto the paper. To cascade in flowing rivulets. Twisting and turning with wit and repartee. To sparkle with a diamond intensity in a poetic ballet of thought and dreams.
That's what I would like, but I actually have is a brain of mush.
A mush that has been going on now for 11 days.
The mush of having the worst cold I can ever remember for far too long.
But today there does seem to be a small light at the end of the tunnel of feeling ill. I actually feel almost normal, given I've still got the hacking cough and the endless headache. But I don't feel bad enough to take any more pain killers. Progress indeed.
I can only be grateful that all of this ridiculous under the weatherness has coincided with a holiday and that I'm not back to work till a week today.
I have zero energy and Christmas happened out of sheer will power. Which I have now given myself permission to let go of, so if I have the wherewithal to do anything, like this morning sorting out the washing then I will do it. But if the energy runs out then I am giving myself permission to sit and stare.
This is almost a New Year's resolution. To allow myself time.Running myself ragged doesn't actually do me any good (Duh!) And I am working on the premise that actually I am old enough now to take care of me properly, however that is.
So lets hear it for being kind to ourselves and caring enough about our selves that we look after our needs properly.
Which means that actually it doesn't matter if the jewel like words don't happen. What matters is I'm okay where I am and that is an important place to be.