today's weather: SLIGHT DYSPHORIAanxiety : 1 | agitation : 1
I have to give my fingers a break; they look swollen and my nails are chipped from my latest creative rush. But my imagination won't let me rest. Even as I close my eyes to sleep, ideas keep flowing and they tickle my fingers to produce something.
Even after I exceeded my target number of necklaces, I submitted to the creative monster in my head yesterday. Sorry, sore fingers. It's either that or I obsess over the jolting images I saw in the docu about the Maguindanao Massacre on History Channel (footage and info not presented on the local news - quite informative though disturbing). And I'd really rather not replay those grisly images in my head.
Come bedtime, I solved a crossword puzzle as usual (checking and rechecking the items and the spelling, tracing and retracing each letter like a good obsessive should) while I waited for the Benadryl to kick in. I've resolved to not "work" when it's time to sleep so as to ensure I catch a sufficient amount of zees, tempting as it was to continue the necklace I left unfinished. I felt drowsy enough while on my second puzzle. I curled up under the sheets as I submitted to the diphenhydramine.
And then the stuff I'd watched on the Maguindanao Massacre played over and over in my head. Good grief. then sprouted a lot of thoughts and opinions on it that I wanted to blog about, but then i realized that that particular topic won't fit any of my existing blogs.
I remembered that I started blogging in 2004 partly because my head was rich in random musings and obsessions, and it helped me to focus and quiet my mind to write things where I know they might just be read by someone other than myself. Sometime 2008 I made several separate blogs, each assigned a different theme / topic because I couldn't stand how everything was all hodge-podgey in my old site. Now I have thawts that don't go with any of my existing blogs and I don't want to create a new one.
EDIT: I got over the Maguindanao Massacre docu after watching a show on Jack the Ripper, also on History Channel, also with shocking photos of mangled bodies. Those mangled bodies. It wasn't my first time to watch a feature on the infamous Ripper, but it was my first time to see one with uncensored photographs of the victims. Tonight, I should watch something happy and wholesome. Happy and wholesome.
