Foggy-Headed Day

Greetings! It's been difficult to find time to blog this week. Work transitions have been stressful and my allergies have given me sinus problems since last Sunday. This, in turn, is upsetting my stomach. This morning, I first handwrote this blog entry into a journal that has become a composition book for this blog, and, right now, I'm at work typing it up in the break room before my call-center shift starts. I'm having a difficult time trying to be coherant because not feeling well kept me from sleeping much last night. I feel very foggy-headed.



I think it's this foggy-headed feeling is interesting. It's a medicated-without-being-medicated drowsiness that seems to wrap the world in a thick, cotton wool. I want to curl up and take a nap but part of me says "Hey, when you get off the bus and arrive at work you'll need to wake up!" (As I mentioned before, I'm at work now, typing this, but I still feel really foggy).



Currently, I'm rather enjoying some minutes of this cloudy, floating feeling. It's a pseudo-trance. There's something safe and comforting about it. It's as if my body is in a natural protection mode. My body is telling me something. It's a matter of whether I choose to listen to it or not.



My body is saying, "You don't feel well. You didn't sleep enough. Let's go into a low-energy, power-save mode. You're like an organic computer, and I'm activating the screen-saver. So, relax. Take it easy. I would have preferred that you called in sick and went back to bed, but, since you didn't, well, don't expect too much from yourself. You won't be able to operate at one hundred percent today. It's not happening. Today, your personal motto will have to be 'Chill out, baby. Chill out.' "



Speaking of mottos, someone has posted a handwritten sign on a bus I got onto this morning. I don't know if it's the driver or a bus maintenance worker or even a passenger who posted it, but since I just read it, it's on my cloudy mind. I have no idea who originally wrote this, so I apologize for not giving proper credit. The sign says "On your longest day, life's too short." Well, that is really good to know, since I think today will probably feel like a very long day.




The first photo I included is called "Misty Landscape" and the second one "Somewhere Over Sibera". They are both courtesy of http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/


Until I type again,
Kami