Monday, 27 April 2009

Rodney times

This is the second time I've tried to watch a film today, first Jumper and now X-men 3 the last stand.
I should write, but there's an issue with this today, its uncomfortable to sit still let alone to type for an hour and a half and whisk myself away on some beautiful plane of existence within myself. I can only sit and dream and read and now try the impossible task of attempting to watch a film. Maybe enjoying the last of Easter egg would be a good plan, along with this feat of concentration.
I'm a little in love with my most recent book, I say recent, its not really, its a book I bought months and months ago thick, heavy and written so richly it makes for slightly heavier reading then I'm used to. The Gone Away World. I managed to find myself a signed copy of said book, this drawing me to the blurb and the first few pages as much as anything else. I started reading this book yesterday 176 pages so far. I'd consider this good going as its been so long since I've read properly. I'm not the fastest reader, I savour words too much and require a little extra time to absorb things. Easy to overwhelm. The intensity of this book is a little overwhelming to say the least, so I'm trying to take my time trying to keep my head on and plodding through it.
Rodney and I agree that this neck thing is either a very good thing or a bad thing. We both think its definitely Karma. Good because it means I can live in a bubble for a while keep to myself and heal over after yesterdays breakdown of epic proportion. Yesterday it most definitely all came out. All the pain, worry, frustration and everything else that I've just put in a box and stacked on a shelf suddenly exploded out of me which is why it took so long for me to actually pull myself together and why it was so intense. Put it in a box and the box will eventually wrestle free of the shelf and the little gremlin inside will drag everything out of it and then start trashing the rest of your boxes and ripping everything out of them.
And today I feel something. Not boxed up or bottled up or pushed down or hidden away. Today very open. Today very willing and able. Rodney times, are good soft times. A little comfort from a teddy always seems to heal the soul.

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