After a rather minor operation last Friday morning, I've spent the weekend taking it easy. As you may guess, this means copious amounts of time spent in front of this computer. I got myself a new monitor to mark the occasion, 23" of widescreen goodness. But a period like this, trapped in the house, forces me to regress to a state of dreaming restlessness. I have to plan... to go somewhere, to buy something. To sit and do nothing is not something I am capable of, unless I have accomplished something. I can sit and enjoy the view from the top of a mountain I have climbed, or watch an afternoon film form the comfort of the couch if I've completed a particularly gruelling cycle that morning. Otherwise, what's the point? Life should be lived fully, filled with active engagements!
So these days have been torturous... reorganise my music collection? Done. Tick off those 'to do' lists? Done. Soon I'll find myself sorting out the cabling behind my desk, and labelling each wire and plug. Maybe with a colour-coded system if I'm feeling wild. Hopefully I'll be able to eat properly by Tuesday, and pull myself out of this reverie.
