bad diary days
I have been brain dead for almost a week, now. Something happened last week, after a few days of lost sleep and intense work productivity, my brain SNAPPED SHUT and hasn't reopened for business since.
We had a whirlwind weekend of a wedding and a craft fair... and in the midst of that I pulled a muscle in my neck (loading craft fair stuff to the car, I think), lost my wallet with everything important inside, and generally fell to pieces. I would say I need a holiday but I have spent enough time sleeping this off to say that maybe even a holiday wouldn't work. I guess its the natural ebb and flow of things to sometimes be up and sometimes be down. I'm feeling like this low is nothing short of comical with the amount of trouble I'm having just doing normal things. Words are jumping out at me and rearranging themselves into other words. I'm mishearing the English language, forgetting to eat lunch, and totally blanking on people's names. I wonder if this what its like to be senile, or maybe I should be on an episode of House.
Tonight we are going to see Benoît Pioulard at Le Poisson Rouge. He has been a favorite in our apartment for a long time. Rory has some polaroids from him. I can't wait for the show.
We had a whirlwind weekend of a wedding and a craft fair... and in the midst of that I pulled a muscle in my neck (loading craft fair stuff to the car, I think), lost my wallet with everything important inside, and generally fell to pieces. I would say I need a holiday but I have spent enough time sleeping this off to say that maybe even a holiday wouldn't work. I guess its the natural ebb and flow of things to sometimes be up and sometimes be down. I'm feeling like this low is nothing short of comical with the amount of trouble I'm having just doing normal things. Words are jumping out at me and rearranging themselves into other words. I'm mishearing the English language, forgetting to eat lunch, and totally blanking on people's names. I wonder if this what its like to be senile, or maybe I should be on an episode of House.
Tonight we are going to see Benoît Pioulard at Le Poisson Rouge. He has been a favorite in our apartment for a long time. Rory has some polaroids from him. I can't wait for the show.
