A Dispatch from the sick bay
I’ve been fighting off a nasty cold for the past five days. It has ceaselessly brutalized me with coughing fits, head congestion, and a fever so I’ve been isolating in my apartment to spare others the same harrowing ordeal. And yes I checked. The test came back negative so it’s really just one helluva cold.
At this point Stevie is pretty much sick of me though secretly I think she’s impressed that I’ve managed to sleep almost as much as she does on a daily basis. Or maybe she’s happy to finally have an uninterrupted stream of snuggles. I’m too puny to resist.
While I lay here, resigned to my mildly inconvenient fate, I take stock of the things that occupy these hazy hours I spend partially awake.
Current hyper fixations:
I finally brought something into practice as I develop a new theatrical work. I’m trying to keep myself totally open for inspiration for this project. I want to remain open and neutral, patiently awaiting the spark to arrive when it’s ready. More on this to come.
I’m rereading “The Prophet” by Kahlil Gibran. Some of my favorite quotes so far:
“The deeper that sorrow carves into your
being, the more joy you can contain”
“Your pain is the breaking of the shell
that encloses your understanding”
“For self is a sea boundless and measureless”
“But you, children of space, you restless in rest, you shall not be trapped nor tamed.”
My go to comfort TV show right now is Community. It’s bringing out a lot of joy in me, especially since I’m feeling sick. I love adopting each of my little TV show families when I feel lonely in the city.
I’m a little boring right now, but I am gearing up for Valentine’s Day and I’ve been working on designing my own planner which I will be sharing more about soon.
With love,
Madeline