I have been doing nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
My mind loves it.
My body loves it.
I am slowly, but surely, doing a...detox, of sorts.
From too much information, running through my brain (points to whoever can guess the ref here).
From too much input.
Too much bright lights.
Too much distraction.
I'm not going out a lot. I'm hardly going out at all this week (though I did sing last night).
It is the very first time, that I have honestly stopped.
Truly. Stopped.
And it is healing me.
I'm still a little tired even after 9 hours of sleep, which says to me that I have abused myself more than I had realized. So far on this trip, besides all the singing in clubs, monuments and sightseeing, I have realized that stopping...the act of doing absolutely nothing is exactly what needed to happen. To have no worries, no expectations, no self-imposed schedule. Nothing.
Everyone should do this. Barring, of course, the necessary hygiene, etc...
I'm also realizing how I need to take care of myself, what that entails, and how to accomplish it. Which is what I sorely needed in all of this.
My left heel is painful. I am losing weight what with all the walking I have to do to get anywhere, which is great. The act of walking is helping me lose weight, the less weight takes off the stress from the heel, but it will be a vicious cycle for a while. My gait is suffering as I work out how to minimize the pain, but still walk straight. My lower half is very cranky.
I need to find toiletries, and hair accoutrements.
Paolo, my 25 old, very cute, Italian roommate, is adorable, sweet and works at Illa...the Italian coffee conglomerate...managing. I, am going to have great coffee from here on out every morning. Godess be praised!
I am finding fewer reasons to return home. As much as I love my family and friends, as it turns out, I'm contracted to sing 3 times in the next year with OEBGMC (Oakalnd East Bay Gay Men's Choir). So...the way I see it, Barry (more points for ref.), I have to be home for at least a 2 week visit 3 times in the next 12 months. Mind you, I have a place to live only until October, and do not know what October will bring. But again, I am making no plans, and still...no ticket. This plan hasn't proven to be a bad one yet.
I hope that y'all are doing well, know that I love you, and wish me luck.
If I'm not back in October, I'll be back in December.
J
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