Sunday, November 9

This boy is a bit concerned about his soul vessel thingy...

After the whole Monday fainting episode, I just haven't felt the same. My face is still all sore-like and I've got this constant headache that flares up any time I eat anything harder than a banana. And at every moment I wanted to be happy and spend moments with friends, such an effort was made to stave off inevitable crankiness.

So now I'm taking it easy.

I have no desire to get on my bicycle right now. I've been taking the public transit for the past week, which is something I'll be getting more and more re-acquainted with as the snow starts up. Buffalo's metro leaves so much to be desired, especially in the suburbs where buses aren't ever on time. One saving grace: On Wednesday it was awesome to see all the urban school kids on the #32 talking about Obama-this and Obama-that... fantastic! I have so much hope for Obama.

This weekend I avoided fun. Besides volunteer SVAO-ing, fixing up western new york book arts new home on Saturday, I stayed home and made the room I sleep in comfortable enough to live and do work in. It's nice and cozy now. I've also been getting more sleep at "normal" times. This is all nice and relaxing but Ugh... I feel 20 years older than I should.

I guess the thing is that right now I want to have fun and go out and keep doing the things I've been doing, but my body is all "hold up!" ...and I think I'm starting to listen to it.

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