Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

It’s called a nap

Posted on | December 6, 2005 | 4 Comments

I know I always bitch about being tired. I think that’s just because I am. The hazards of this beautiful life I live are many, and one of them is lack of sleep. Winding myself into a painfully tight coil (yes, I need to learn to relax) really is just my way of dealing with the fear of failure and loss. Add to that mania, pms, worrying myself into a tizzy and anxiety and it doesn’t make it easy for me to sleep.

I created a delicious spaghetti dinner (okay not with spaghetti noodles, but with swirls because they taste better) complete with burned bread and lots of parmesan. We ate, watched the news and I started to play Burnout. But I realized I was tired. David shuffled off to work on his homework. My woobie and I went to bed. He followed and set the alarm so we wouldn’t sleep too late.

I woke up this morning at 5:30. Yes, that was a damn fine nap.

I feel bad, though. I snored again. It’s this fucking weather. I think that’s another reason I’m not feeling terribly rested. Think it’s time to talk to the doc again.

As I drove to work this morning I was thinking about the extent to which my eyes are open to the world. I’m a selfish creature, as many are, but I like to think that I have my eyes open a little more than most. Then I started to analyze the reason why I see fit to comment on things like child-marriage and environmental disasters in person but not here, not on my blog. I think I am more than a little overwhelmed by the state of things and of how the world works. Putting it in text for me makes it real. I just don’t think I’m ready for that yet. I can’t accept the state of this world, and I can’t scream loudly enough to make a difference.

And I also can’t go to the pet store on Saturdays or Sundays. Seeing creatures in cages makes me very very sad.

This really isn’t meant to be a depressing post, rather a contemplative one. And on that note, I think I need to contemplate my coffee

Category: Contemplation, Links, Photo

Comments

4 Responses to “It’s called a nap”

  1. David M
    December 6th, 2005 @ 9:11 am

    While it is true that very few individuals can change the world and those that have that power are not enlightened enough to do so, everyone in some way can have an impact. You have more power than you think, as a writer. While volunteering, for instance, definitely can make a difference, words can help change minds, influence decisions, and enlighten. Stick to your craft, hone it as much as you can, and find a venue for it. You may find the power to change things in the process.

  2. Meow
    December 6th, 2005 @ 9:22 am

    That was incredibly poetic, my love. And inspiring….

  3. Hollie
    December 6th, 2005 @ 9:49 am

    I know that one person can not effect the world on a massive scale, but they can affect the people around them… small groups have enormous weight when taken into consideration.
    I think that David is right. Perfect what you do… you would be surprised by how your words affect the people around you!

    (on a side note) how does Cappacino(sp) Chocolate Cheesecake sound? I think that is my contribution to Saturday evening.

  4. Meow
    December 6th, 2005 @ 9:53 am

    That sounds lovely – coffee and cake are always a great combo.

    And thank you … I sometimes forget how important words are. I will start small, and then hopefully, the effect of my words and beliefs can change something down the line… :)

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