well that was a long time ago
the previous entry and/or the content of the previous entry and/or the memory that inspired the first part of the content of the previous entry and/or...
hello, it's been a wonderful week of catching up on sleep so far... amazing, really... I don't know what to do with myself inside as I am in this spacey dream world (kind of like the place that Tink mentions to Peter at the end of Hook when she may or may not be sitting on the arm of the statue if you recall the scene) and loving every moment of it...
on the surface, all I appear to be doing is working and sleeping, but deep down so much rest is happening (and rest is one of the most active exercises a body can do, in case you didn't know... I mean, if rest is done well and right, that is)... that feeling of delightful exhaustion and rejuvenation (yes, simultaneous... not exactly like a runner's high hit by a marathoner at the 23 mile mark if the run has been excellent, but similar, except there's way more potential energy in the rest) is inching it's way back from the bottomless pit of wherever (and/or elsewhere, depending on your perspective)...
ever so secretly (like almost in sleepwriting mode, but not quite) some bits and pieces have been popping up and into that elusive mindhole btc and other than that, delightful rest...
hope your life is a big yay too :)
hello, it's been a wonderful week of catching up on sleep so far... amazing, really... I don't know what to do with myself inside as I am in this spacey dream world (kind of like the place that Tink mentions to Peter at the end of Hook when she may or may not be sitting on the arm of the statue if you recall the scene) and loving every moment of it...
on the surface, all I appear to be doing is working and sleeping, but deep down so much rest is happening (and rest is one of the most active exercises a body can do, in case you didn't know... I mean, if rest is done well and right, that is)... that feeling of delightful exhaustion and rejuvenation (yes, simultaneous... not exactly like a runner's high hit by a marathoner at the 23 mile mark if the run has been excellent, but similar, except there's way more potential energy in the rest) is inching it's way back from the bottomless pit of wherever (and/or elsewhere, depending on your perspective)...
ever so secretly (like almost in sleepwriting mode, but not quite) some bits and pieces have been popping up and into that elusive mindhole btc and other than that, delightful rest...
hope your life is a big yay too :)
posted by candoor at 11:59 PM
4 Comments:
it was only a matter of time before you started talking to yourself in the comments section as well.
Candoor, love your labels
btc, life, YAY
Hope sleep is good
Hope work is good
Hope life is good
Have a great weekend!
lol, yup, I've been talking to myself in blog entries and across blogs for years, might as well start commenting to myself too :)
all is good (it's all good too)... I am having way too much fun all by myself... I'll never find a relationship this way, I mean, who wants someone having too much fun to remember how lonely he can be? :)
ah, as long as I can keep mocking myself (and answering myself), I suppose I'll never be too lonely... and someday, when my Princess comes, she will be just like me and we'll forget we are lonely together :)
wonderful weekend to you and you and the silent you too :)
and all the rest of you yous out there in youland too :)
I love your comments in comments.. In fact, anywhere your words appear is a gift because there is never a post that goes by without something I take from it that is such a great big yay I have to cheer and laugh and sing. So babble on and on, in comments, in blogs, in life. I'll always listen, and care. :)
I love this,
"and someday, when my Princess comes, she will be just like me and we'll forget we are lonely together :)"
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