Saturday, May 19, 2007

Stress (Jim Infantino)

If You're Aging Well is my personal anthem, the above-mentioned song is my alter-ego rallying cry - I've been told I "thrive on chaos", and I've come to admit that person was entirely correct. I joke that I have two speeds... fast-forward and coma - when I'm busy, I can break the sound barrier, but I take leisure time to a whole new level as well. It's a get-it-done kinda Saturday, as I machete through piles of paperwork, laundry and household chores that have gone unaddressed, due to multiple reasons, for the last two weeks - it feels wonderful to accomplish so much... and I intend to reward myself later with an OnDemand movie, a glass of wine and a jacuzzi soak before crawling between clean sheets and sleeping fairly guilt-free for a change!

P.S. I'm throwing in the Cheryl Wheeler song as a bamboo steamer bonus... :-)
P.P.S. Tomorrow's title/song selection will most definitely be Dave Carter!

SONG(S): Stress by Jim Infantino

Unworthy by Cheryl Wheeler

BOOK: The Art of Imperfection by Veronique Vienne

POEM: by Barbara Crooker ~ In the Middle

of a life that's as complicated as everyone else's,
struggling for balance, juggling time.
The mantle clock that was my grandfather's
has stopped at 9:20; we haven't had time
to get it repaired. The brass pendulum is still,
the chimes don't ring. One day you look out the window,
green summer, the next, and the leaves have already fallen,
and a grey sky lowers the horizon. Our children almost grown,
our parents gone, it happened so fast. Each day, we must learn
again how to love, between morning's quick coffee
and evening's slow return. Steam from a pot of soup rises,
mixing with the yeasty smell of baking bread. Our bodies
twine, and the big black dog pushes his great head between;
his tail is a metronome, 3/4 time. We'll never get there,
Time is always ahead of us, running down the beach, urging
us on faster, faster, but sometimes we take off our watches,
sometimes we lie in the hammock, caught between the mesh
of rope and the net of stars, suspended, tangled up
in love, running out of time.

QUOTE: "I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are eating too much, impulse buying and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That's my idea of a perfect day."

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