Objects In Space
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brightrosefoxNote to self.
When I am upset at myself and disappointed in myself, I need to be aware that I am ninety percent likely to have a fibro flare.
This is a ninety percent moment, yes.
Shape of Air.
I'm watching the last episode of a "Firefly" marathon -- in the order the episodes were originally meant to be aired, which means that this episode is "Objects In Space," one of my favorites. I am too often in River Tam's headspace these days.
I've been storing my pain relief cream and lotion in the mini-fridge upstairs, since they're all-natural without preservatives. I'll use the cream all over tonight, see if it helps enough along with the pills. I'm floating too much. I'm too tired.
I went back over the first chapter, trying to see what the writers in that group must have seen. I corrected a few glaring technical errors -- I had changed ages and years a few months ago, then changed my mind. I guess I'd forgotten a few spots. I wonder if Stephen King had saw that. I'm obsessive about my own grammar and spelling and language errors when I write a story. A misplaced punctuation mark or misspelled word can throw it all off. But he liked it. They all liked it. That counts for so much.
I feel down. I feel upset. I don't feel all that special. But I know it will pass.
"It's just an object," she says. "It doesn't mean what you think."
When I am upset at myself and disappointed in myself, I need to be aware that I am ninety percent likely to have a fibro flare.
This is a ninety percent moment, yes.
Shape of Air.
I'm watching the last episode of a "Firefly" marathon -- in the order the episodes were originally meant to be aired, which means that this episode is "Objects In Space," one of my favorites. I am too often in River Tam's headspace these days.
I've been storing my pain relief cream and lotion in the mini-fridge upstairs, since they're all-natural without preservatives. I'll use the cream all over tonight, see if it helps enough along with the pills. I'm floating too much. I'm too tired.
I went back over the first chapter, trying to see what the writers in that group must have seen. I corrected a few glaring technical errors -- I had changed ages and years a few months ago, then changed my mind. I guess I'd forgotten a few spots. I wonder if Stephen King had saw that. I'm obsessive about my own grammar and spelling and language errors when I write a story. A misplaced punctuation mark or misspelled word can throw it all off. But he liked it. They all liked it. That counts for so much.
I feel down. I feel upset. I don't feel all that special. But I know it will pass.
"It's just an object," she says. "It doesn't mean what you think."
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Date: 2008-02-19 11:54 am (UTC)Be good to yourself. I reckon you'll be OK.
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