Ski lift

Warning: this post is yet another in my series of mopey, maudlin, self-pitying diatribes.

A few months ago, my brother was shooting a wedding at the summit of Hunter Mountain (with his camera, I mean). I talked to him beforehand, and he told me that he was so scared about riding the ski lift to the top that he almost wanted to just jump off. As a preemptive strike against falling off. I’ve kind of felt the same way lately; not about any specific thing in my life, but generally. Things are going well – very well, actually – but all I can think about is the omnipresent possibility of calamity, and it’s making me crazy.  I think maybe I always get this way at this time of year; maybe I need more sunlight or exercise or something.

I’ve been seeking solace through the usual sources:  yoga, friends, books, music.  I finally completed the playlist that I started working on years ago, and I’ve been listening to it non-stop.  Cathartic.  I remember asking my therapist once years ago if it’s okay to cry when you don’t know why you’re crying.  She said it was.  So, I guess I’ve got that going for me.

I went for a massage about a week ago – my first ever.  I felt calmer afterwards than I remember ever feeling before.  Probably should make that a more regular event in my life.

Anyway, new episodes of BSG start on Friday, so I have that to look forward to (even if I kind of think they should have ended it with the last episode that aired last spring).


3 Responses

  1. Hey buddy, sorry you’re mentally rutted… you can always turn to drugs…No seriously. HUG.

  2. hmmm… meditation? massages, yes. oops, gotta go check the playlist.

  3. Weaver – the thought has occurred. But even a beer seems to make it worse, so I’m abstaining.NoR – Maybe more yoga rather than meditation; I spend too much time in my head already. Just called to make a 2nd massage appointment. Re: playlist; there have been a few changes since the last time I posted it, and it continues to evolve. Maybe I’ll repost it at some point.

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