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It's the weather, stupid. Not reality.

My present case of Extreme Boredom of the Brain is very difficult to account for by means of psychology. My life is good, and nothing in it has changed in the last day or so. There's no "reason" for this awful state. Besides, everyone I know seems to be in it.

Then I remember to turn my attention to my body--instead of to my circumstances--and that's when I notice a pressure behind my eyes. Someone less macho about pain than I am might say it hurts.

I check the forecast. Rain, wind, thunder, showers, rain, storms, rain. The barometer is going up. I wander over and look out a window--blue skies outlined with big white clouds, and you can just feel the next storm coming.

It's the weather, stupid. Not reality. You feel terminally bored because your head is fuzzy, and your head is fuzzy because atmospheric pressure is playing "March April" on its accordion over the Pacific Northwest. It has nothing to do with a sudden and meaningful turn in the affairs of my life.

The solution? I'm thinking more coffee.

See how simple that was?

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emeraldsedai
Mar. 30th, 2005 06:12 am (UTC)
Aw! Good idea. I'm gonna look for a yawning kitty picture.

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