i’m a zombie today.
not because i had something strange and wiggly for dinner last night, but because my allergies have been off the charts this year, and breathing is nigh unto impossible right now.
i’m stuffy, congested, watery eyed, and sleepy to the heavens. it’s like my indoor plumbing has gone hay-wire, and i really need a sinus roto-rooter.
so i’m a zombie. i’m walking around like the “stumbling dead” (a: i’m not walking fast b: i don’t want to infringe on anyone’s copyrights; you get what i’m saying?). i probably look like i fell out of a crypt. my energy is almost equal to that of a houseplant, or at least a light switch. and all i can think about is going back to sleep.
hmmm…now that i think about it, i should be concentrating more on brains. so perhaps i’m really a MUMMY today, longing for my tomb?
either way, i’m feeling pretty monstrous
Today is a gigantic orgasm.
It’s October – in Michigan – and I’m wearing a tank top, with the windows open. The birds outside are hosting the first annual American Idol Avian competition, and everyone sounds pretty good so far. My wind chimes are the accompaniment and I’m not sure who the judges are, but if my vote counts, I’d have to pick the group of birds on the neighbors roof over the blue jay flying around.
Meanwhile, the cars drive by my house with their speedy shells racing along, kicking up leaves on the street, which dance in the wind for a while before landing on the damp ground again. It rained quite a bit last night and this morning, and the half rainy day is peaceful, relaxed and harmonious. For me. Right now. ‘Cause I’m on my couch writing and breathing and enjoying, and not out running errands or attending funerals or anything like that.
But I’m trying to learn to see the silver lining in everything, and when I’m looking at life through that lens, it seems there are so many treasures around me, I lose count of my blessings! Food in the fridge and in the cupboard – check. Body parts all accounted for and working – check. Heart full of hope and desire – check. Money in the bank – well, sixty cents is still money, so check.
Like I said; today is a big orgasm.