Morning Comes Too Early…
Sunday, March 1st, 2009I stayed up late last night talking to an old friend about WoW. I thought I would sleep in today, but the whispering pitter of rain gently nudged me awake around 8:00 a.m.
So much on my mind. Having to take a hurry up and wait approach on several medical tests. Things that:
- Were likely preventable by having a better diet and lifestyle when I was younger.
- Likely will put a halt to a lot of my life plans if the tests come back positive.
But there is no way to hurry these things along. The very nature of the tests is “Here is where you are now, let’s see if it gets worse / exhibits a particular behaviour over the next six months.”
Six months I have to wait to find out what’s going on with my body. And all the healthy lifestyle changes will do nothing to change it. Any changes I make will only do me well if the tests come back negative. :: crosses fingers ::
But here I sit on a Sunday morning, the first day of March, listening to the rain, Dream Theater’s Images and Words faintly floating in the air in the background – the plipping rain complimenting the double bass drum.
I try not to let the Universe speak to me much any more – but it’s moments like this that remind me even a worst case scenario (kidney cancer?! :: sadness ::) doesn’t mean the end of everything. Just an unavoidable delay.
And best case scenario? I change my diet, lose weight, get healthy and handsome.
Until then, I have to train for hiking the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu. Four miles a day every day until I leave for Peru. Here’s hoping I can over come my Vertigo.
Things aren’t that bad. Things are actually pretty damn good right now.
Time to head out, I have to meet my seamstress to work on my Japanese Steampunk costume.
“Morning comes too early and nighttime falls too late
And sometimes all I want to do is wait
The shadow Ive been hiding in has fled from me today…
“I know its easier to walk away than look it in the eye…
“Once lost but I was found
When I heard the stained glass shatter all around me
I sent the spirits tumbling down the hill
But I will hold this one on high above me still
She whispers words to clear my mind
I once could see but now at last Im blind.”
Surrounded; Images and Word; Dream Theater
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