silver lining

Slept 14 hours last night! I haven't been this sick in a long time. But I'm actually starting to feel better today. I should be well enough to go back to work tomorrow.

Normally when I'm sick I do a lot of TV watching. This time I did some reading. I also worked on my website, did some work on organizing old photos, balanced my checkbook and spent some time with the grand kids. (Nate's been pretty sick too) So being sick and at home hasn't felt like a total waste of time this go round. I guess every cloud has it's silver lining!

better pictures

When television came roaring in after the war (World War II) they did a little school survey asking children which they preferred and why - television or radio. And there was this 7-year-old boy who said he preferred radio "because the pictures were better." ~Alistair Cooke

Day Nine:

Are there still "better pictures" in my imagination? I'm hoping I haven't let that particular muscle atrophy so long that it cannot be exercised back into usefulness. I saw a strange story on the news and it sparked my interest. I thought it would be great material from which to make a short story. But to this point, I haven't been able to put any meat to the bones. Perhaps I need to find my muse. Or perhaps I need to not be afraid of walking on these wobbly legs and falling down. I need to write, whether it turns out wonderfully or poorly. At least I will be writing. At least I'll be exercising the muscles of my imagination. I know 99 % of the time when I read a book and then see a movie adapted from it, I like the book better. Maybe that means my pictures are pretty good after all! But just in case, if there is a muse out there looking for work, I'm a would-be-writer in need of inspiration. So let's get together.

Countdown

Commencing countdown to 1945. As closely as I can tell, that was just before TV became commercially broadcast in the US. As the hour draws close to pull the plug (cue ominous music) I am realizing more and more just how addicted I am to the thing! I found myself thinking about how I was going to miss House or other characters as if they were real people in my life and not actors in a show. Maybe I've substituted their presence for the company of real live humans in my days. They can be easier to deal with and their drama doesn't affect me, so that has always been a plus in my book. I've always hated drama and done all I could to avoid it, including (i think) becoming a little distant and disconnected from those around me.

Real live humans are messy. But that's life. Messy, dirty and hard at times, but wonderful nonetheless. Here's to being more in the mess and more in the moment, and more connected in real life...drama and all!