Let’s Backtrack, Shall We?
Is anyone else loving this Intro to Fall weather as much as I am? Seriously, I don’t even mind the rain. And even though it makes me want to stay home under the covers, tea in one hand and a book in the other, it makes me pretty happy. In a sort of depressing-but-happy way. Maybe because it’s easier to make depression fit into your lifestyle when the surroundings aren’t all sunshine and warmth? I dunno. Fall actually makes me notice the effects of depression less, probably because my normal extracurricular routine this time of year tends to be reading, lounging and generally laying low, which right there is a great big package of Escape From Reality—all tied together with a pretty bow. I’m not complaining; I’m embracing.
Wow. I really set the tone, huh? I’m actually not feeling as droopy as it might seem. I was lounging on the couch the other night with D—him on the computer, me reading—and I felt totally blissed out. It was good. It was real good. Like I wasn’t burdened by the typical worries and stresses and other things that seem to work my nerves on a daily basis. And man, let me tell you, I love those here-and-now moments of total bliss. I think it made my whole week.
It’s been kind of a long week. I’m still sniffling a bit from that nasty cold I had last week, the one that stole my voice and confined me to the couch for a few days. I’m sure glad we have cable again; it was my best friend last week. (I blame television for my lack of updates here.) I indulged in some of the shittiest television, including old episodes of 90210 and The Devil Wears Prada, while eating crackers and soup. I also started watching that new vampire show, True Blood, and now I’m totally hooked. I like vampire stuff! And hell, it’s the perfect time of year for it.
Anyway, I’m a little behind on reading the blogs but I’ve starred a bunch of stuff in my Google Reader to go back to later. Maybe then I’ll have more to talk about. For now, I’m going to take advantage of a quiet day here in the office and do some stuff. (Read, surf, you know. The usual.)