I have had a run of physical bad luck lately which has left me feeling a bit off. I’ve had niggling illnesses where one thing has led to another and left me feeling under the weather. And the result is that I haven’t spent much time in my head; I’ve been focusing on the physical. I also realised that I didn’t want to write about my various aches and pains, but I wasn’t really thinking about anything else. So meganshead has been a bit thin on the ground lately and I wanted to break that spell. I think that the best way to do it is to just come out and say the thing that has been causing the block and then see what happens. This is that post. I hope it’s not an overshare!
The thing with being sickish is that it taints the way you see things. I can’t read anything deep or meaningful. In fact, this morning I asked Big Friendly if he knew where a copy of the final Harry Potter was. The most I’ve been capable of concentrating on on TV has been the IPL 2020 cricket tournament in India and even then I can’t seem to last a full game. What has affected me the most is that I haven’t really felt up to seeing any theatre and when I go through that kind of drought my brain gets mushy. I am sure there are those that are secretly delighted that I haven’t managed to get to their shows to write about them but I hope there are others that would have liked it. I want to get back into it soon.
In the meantime I am spending an enormous amount of time loving my cats. They make the perfect companions for someone who is physically under the weather. They cuddle on the bed or couch and enjoy the stillness and quiet. Right now the two of them are curled up on towels on the window sill asleep. She only opens her eyes when my typing gets too loud. Every now and then he will stretch his paws without even moving his head.
So, for the next few days I’m going to be catlike and take time to get really really well. I want that energy back. I want to do things. I want to get back inside my head.