Talking is a good thing in which to engage. Speech is a wonderful form of communication, but not the only form of communication. There are those that feel as though the only way to get a point across is through verbal speech. WRONG-O! Have you ever given someone a hug? Held their hand? Kissed them? High five! Wink. Dance. Smile. Frown. Furrow your brow. Throw your arms up in dejection. Throw your arms up in excitement. HELLO! Body language is very, very, very! IMPORTANT!
So, the next time you snuggle with someone, keep in mind that, although you're not saying it aloud...you're doing some communication. You're saying...something...and what that something is can only be defined by YOU!
The end.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
The Healing Process
I'm sick. I've finally decided that this sore throat, constant coughing, and running nose have something to do with the fact that I have, in fact, been inflicted with some sort of contagion. I do believe they call this the "common" cold.
I'm trying to fall asleep, but I'm finding the process rather difficult. You see, I have taken the necessary drugs and vitamins to help soothe, if not forgive the trespasses of whatever little germ is inside my body, and I have a roll of toilet paper, and a waste basket in reach for my nose. I have a glass of water if I start to cough, and I can pretty much guarantee that I will. I am wearing sweatpants, thick, knee high socks, a t-shirt, and a hooded sweatshirt, with the hood over my head. I've added a giant blanket and a woolen blanket to the comforter that I am accustomed to sleeping under. I plan on sweating it out tonight. However, I don't know if I'll ever be able to sleep...I'm too uncomfortable. Sort of.
I get claustrophobic very easily. To be under covers with so great an assortment of clothings as I currently have upon my person is causing me to feel very claustrophobic. I just need to take a deep breath and close my eyes...
Except that, I can't fall asleep.
They tell me that warm milk helps. Too bad I'm lactose intollerant.
The only thing that helps me fall asleep is to rotate in a circle to some soft, quite music. That's right. I dance when I can't sleep. It's kind of nice. Very relaxing.
Either way, just writing about the act is making me sleepy. I think I'll try it. Sleeping, I mean.
Peace.
I'm trying to fall asleep, but I'm finding the process rather difficult. You see, I have taken the necessary drugs and vitamins to help soothe, if not forgive the trespasses of whatever little germ is inside my body, and I have a roll of toilet paper, and a waste basket in reach for my nose. I have a glass of water if I start to cough, and I can pretty much guarantee that I will. I am wearing sweatpants, thick, knee high socks, a t-shirt, and a hooded sweatshirt, with the hood over my head. I've added a giant blanket and a woolen blanket to the comforter that I am accustomed to sleeping under. I plan on sweating it out tonight. However, I don't know if I'll ever be able to sleep...I'm too uncomfortable. Sort of.
I get claustrophobic very easily. To be under covers with so great an assortment of clothings as I currently have upon my person is causing me to feel very claustrophobic. I just need to take a deep breath and close my eyes...
Except that, I can't fall asleep.
They tell me that warm milk helps. Too bad I'm lactose intollerant.
The only thing that helps me fall asleep is to rotate in a circle to some soft, quite music. That's right. I dance when I can't sleep. It's kind of nice. Very relaxing.
Either way, just writing about the act is making me sleepy. I think I'll try it. Sleeping, I mean.
Peace.
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