Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

recovery ratio

Despite an odd dream this afternoon where I was shot, I slept the best that I did all week. Not being able to breathe the past few days made it hard to get any real solid amount of sleep. The small amounts that I did get didn't seem to be helping me that much either. Sleep just wasn't having the curing effect that I wanted. Now, however, I am starting to feel human again and I can actually focus on something besides my state of health.

I often wonder how much truth there is to the belief that if a person is a sickly child they will be a healthy adult. The line of thought is that since they had so many problems at an early age their system gets stronger later in life. All of those years of fighting to stay healthy has made them more aggressive. They refuse to let anything bring them down. Too much of their childhood was wasted being sick and they don't want to lose any more time.

The reverse of this equation seems to be true for me. Very seldom did I get sick when I was growing up, but now as I get older I seem to get sick more frequently. Then again maybe this is all in my head.

I rummaged through my video collection tonight for something to watch and found an old episode of Austin City Limits. It was fifteen minutes of powerful acoustic stuff by a woman and man that I didn't know. Tonight I decided to find out a little more and ended up buying two albums off the web by the woman. So at the moment Gillian Welch is my new musical discovery.

I don't think that this can quite qualify as an impulse buy since I had seen the performance over a year ago, but I do have to laugh at this behavior which is very typical of me. Something will spark my interest, but I won't follow through on it until months later. Somehow it gets lost in the shuffle and lingers somewhere in my mind. Then when something that I do like comes to the surface again, I wonder why I didn't act sooner.

 
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