Even if you have a headache, WRITE

I have a headache from this cleansing diet that Jen Tanner insisted we start. (Not that I'm complaining, since I ate enough chocolate to put Florence Candy out of business over the holidays.) But I'm wondering if my headache is from sugar withdrawal, chocolate withdrawal, caffeine withdrawal, or just a basic I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS attitude. Anyway, my headache post is to warn the new people to read and wait to post, encourage the other assistants who have not been writing to WRITE, and to basically tell the universe that I have one heck of a headache. Not that anyone is going to care, but, ya know, the world looks skewed--like looking through thick glass--and everyone is moving either faster or slower than I am. I'm turning away, not toward sounds and movement and walking carefully to keep my head from rolling off my shoulders. Waaaaa. I want to be riding a horse through pine trees. I want to be walking down a cobblestone street in Rome. I want to drive to Cold Stone and order a double bowl of double hot fudge ice cream. I want to be fishing. . . . But I'm not. I'm here--looking at my name plate hanging over my office mirror, staring at a calendar that says we just started this semester. Soooo, I'm going to reach into my hipster arsenal and pull out all my favorite sayings about BE Here Now. . . . Whoa, forget that. When I'm listening to Skyler, my eyes are crossing over, and he's blurring around the edges. OK, so, well, anyway. Write--even if it's just a couple of sentences.


Jen said...

The first week is the worst. I promise Cold Stone at the finish line. My treat.

Matthew R. Hall, Esq. said...

I'm writing that stupid Cather paper for the fourth time, and I think I have it this time, and it's been frustrating not being able to dedicate my time to write an essay just for me, if you get what I mean. And what's kept me sane and motivated has been the two or three paragraph snippets of life I've jotted down over the last few days. They aren't quite essays, but they're enough to make me feel better and hope for better times when my application is finally finished.

Also, Jen, I love your profile picture. Whenever my eyes are closed in a photo, I don't look nearly as awesome as you.