Saturday May 8, 2004
(Well, almost - after a shower and packing and stuff.)
I used up too much physical energy yesterday and the day before and maybe I ate meat too soon. In any case, my brain has been just plain slow and confused.
Scary/funny incident in that vein: I managed to turn the wrong way onto a one way street yesterday and had to proceed for one city block to get out of the situation. I was surprised and amused at the fact that the oncoming drivers seemed to need many many many seconds to figure out just what to do - like move into the other of the two lanes so I could creep my way to the intersection. Some of them just stopped dead, stalemating both of us. I was careful to avoid that street the rest of the day.
Just now some fish has been consumed. I'm hoping for some brain energy to catch up with me soon. I am driving to Ottawa this afternoon.
My therapist called me yesterday to check on how I am/was doing. I've never had one do that before and I'm thinking it might be bad news, you know? Needless to say, I was doing fairly well until he forced whatever side of my brain it is to focus on what had transpired in his office this week and which he had labelled "some good work" but upon which I had a wholly different experiential take. See? I am an equal opportunity skeptic. Everyone is a potential contestant, not just employers and landlords and family members.
Actually, I'd had some "Aha!" moments between the appointment with him and the phone call I just wasn't in a frame of mind (or brain energy) to remember what they were on the spur of the moment sitting in a store parking lot.
The squirrels at the park seem to like me a lot. I stopped there to sit by the water (Lake Ontario) and be calmed and many of them very tamely came to investigate. I started to feel like Gulliver when the number of small creatures surrounding and staring at me while keeping a slightly wary but short distance grew to the double digits.
I want to get a picture of one of them who has really odd colouring. Next time I'm going armed with what they were expecting: peanuts.
Congratulations to Michael on his new job. You go kid! I'll come and celebrate with you as soon as my liver permits alcohol consumption again - you drink good stuff.