Last Thursday I was so into it, I forgot to move around. I sat in my office/study chair for over five hours. That’s not good for a people who has nerve damage in his body. When I finally remembered to stand up, I felt numb. I walked around my apartment after that, saying out loud to my body to “wake up!” I wonder if any of the neighbors heard me.
I’m happy with this book, probably the happiest I’ve been with those I’ve written so far. I’m also happy that I know what book I’ll write after this and after that. It’s nice to feel on track.
Just looking things over in my life, things could be worse for me.
Covington isn’t a perfect city, but I consider it my city. I like the apartment I’m in. I’m not religious—you all know that—but I like looking out my window and having St. Mary’s Cathedral as my view. Literally, I have the best view in town.
Looking in my kitchen, I look inside my cupboards and they’re all full. So is my refrigerator. I’m trying to say I have enough food. Being a freelancer, that’s not always the case. I don’t want to get all dramatic or anything and say that at times I didn’t know where my next meal was coming from, but I’ve been damn close. Knock on wood, that hasn’t been the case lately.
Looking in my closet, I have enough clothes. Some of them are getting a little bit old, but I don’t care, really. I’ve never been a fashion plate.
Looking at my walls, I’ve happy to have up photos of my friends and family and other pictures too. They show my history that I’m mostly proud of.
Just looking things over, I’m mostly happy with where I am and where I’m going. Now, let me get up and start walking around again. Don’t want to get all numb or anything.
(Image from sueysbooks.blogspot.com)