Weather: External & Internal
Mar. 29th, 2006 08:15 amThe last couple of days it's promised to be a lovely day, starting out all sunny and bright, then fading mid-day (at/near Noon) to gray, drizzling first then definitively raining. Today it's decided not to promise anything and just start out gray and wet. Perhaps at lunchtime it'll clear up and get blue and sunny. I've been reading like a fiend, plowing through hundreds of pages each day, getting caught up and lost in fiction: Interesting Times and Going Postal (T Pratchett Discworld novels), Southhampton Row (Anne Perry Victorian mystery/thriller), Call of the Halidon (R Ludlum political thriller set mostly in Jamaica).
I'd thought (hoped?) I'd spend a chunk of time up here thinking 'bout stuff & things, mebbe even figuring out whatEVER, but if'n that's happening, it's undercover, all subconcious-like, not proactive. Not that it's particularly bothering me, I'm just saying. Mebbe it's not time for thought but for action. And I could DO more stuff here, but I'm NOT doing so much. Mebbe I could/should not beat myself up for this, mebbe I can just BE for a bit w/out wondering what if and why not and what about and...
Today: it's here, it's grey, I'm gonna start (well, continue, as I began by brushing my teeth, letting the cat out, and getting on-line) by sippint hot tea w/sugar & cream and munching a peach scone from Sconehenge spread liberally, nay, glopped w/blood orange marmalade. And then: ...
I'd thought (hoped?) I'd spend a chunk of time up here thinking 'bout stuff & things, mebbe even figuring out whatEVER, but if'n that's happening, it's undercover, all subconcious-like, not proactive. Not that it's particularly bothering me, I'm just saying. Mebbe it's not time for thought but for action. And I could DO more stuff here, but I'm NOT doing so much. Mebbe I could/should not beat myself up for this, mebbe I can just BE for a bit w/out wondering what if and why not and what about and...
Today: it's here, it's grey, I'm gonna start (well, continue, as I began by brushing my teeth, letting the cat out, and getting on-line) by sippint hot tea w/sugar & cream and munching a peach scone from Sconehenge spread liberally, nay, glopped w/blood orange marmalade. And then: ...