July 23, 2004
My unconscious mind misbehaves
Eeks, as I was searching for images of google groundhogs, look at what I came upon. I thought it was my photo of the dead opossum . (It's down at the bottom of the entry, if you don't remember it - and it's not for the faint of heart). Thought I'd mention that before I forgot.
Getting right down to the business of my unconscious mind , (I'm sure you have been waiting with bated breath), I have a dear personal trainer , but I don't think part of me is ready to do work with her. She helps me stay conscious while I "work out". What we do is like no workout you have ever seen, except maybe the underwater kind . I lift weights, or do crunches or wall sits, trying not to get myself into a spasm. As soon as one starts, we stop, and she touches the spasm in a soothing way until I can unwind it. It is sooo nurturing. If we get through three muscle groups in a hour and a half, we are speeding right along.
So what's up with me? Two weeks ago, I cancelled because I had an opportunity to get my computer fixed. (Imperative, no kidding) Last week, I was half an hour late, having taken the wrong turn off the highway, and this week, I found myself at my computer, ten minutes before I was due at her place, fifteen miles away. I thought it was 8:52 and it was 9:52. Some internal homunculus is driving the car and it doesn't seem to be going in the same direction as I am.
Photo note: Watery and vague like the unconscious
Posted by Dakota at July 23, 2004 11:47 AM