Zwerglipatch March 30, 2011 7:24 a.m.
Mortality is on my mind. Morbid? Perhaps. Because I looked at the news? Perhaps. Because I saw the doctor yesterday? Perhaps.
I should be working. Perhaps, then, I would be relieved of a heavy feeling. I have no reason to feel blue. In fact, if a color was needed to understand my day, it would be gold — or platinum. If a gem — a star sapphire. Yes! I shall get my star sapphire ring and put it on — now.
Ah, the weight of a gem makes me feel better which is downright silly. (Am I watching too much British television? Tonight, we shall watch the final episodes of “Downton Abbey”. The drama — comedy — suspense. I just love it.) I do love looking at how the star of the sapphire can be manipulated in the light. Gracious. René gave it to me to wear. I can’t hide it in a box because I think (keyword: think) I may lose it. Thus, with this ring on my hand, I’ll get to work. What music shall I listen to? I will not decide. I will open the case in which I keep CDs at random and let that decide for me. Surprises are best to alleviate blue moods. Actually, I have gotten myself out of this blueness. I am buoyant. I have a star on my finger. I am happy.
Zwerglipatch March 31, 2011 5:05 p.m.
The dauncey feeling I have had for the past couple of days is approaching its apex. I have patched myself up, a bit, by taking cold tablets. I am now drowsy, but not achy — as much. It is odd how one can be blue over bad health. that is not what I meant to say. I shall start again.
It is odd how one ignores ill health by attributing it to a weak mind. One’s mind is strong, however, as I well know, when one’s body is attacked by germs, for lack of a better word at the moment, one tends to forget necessary precautions. Today, with rain outside, I considered that to be the culprit for making me ache — all over. Those two words, “all over” — not just healed bones — should have been the instant key for me to open my mouth to swallow meds that can help. I did. They do work. Fascinating stuff when taking more medicine, drugs, if you will, can help the physical and mental stamina. I have just left the computer. Today was difficult. I had to triple check all I did. The orders kept coming. I think I was, hmm, successful.
I do wish I were successful in writing something of interest. My only success is in the act of writing and not missing a day.
As evening approaches, I think I have a bit of energy to stare at the TV and not much more.