A week of sickness. Seems like I had the flu this week. Was quite tired Monday night and woke Tuesday exhausted and aching. Wednesday felt kind of feverish and Thursday was more of the same until around supper time when things started to feel more normal. Back to work Friday and felt quite tired and a little spacey there until lunch when the food seemed to revitalize me.
Still, wanting to play it safe, I’ve spent the weekend in the house. Good weather and the woods try to lure me out but I’m afraid of the weakened state. My energy level still isn’t where it should be. Though it’s bright and almost ten degrees out today… so I may still go for a twenty minute stroll for some air before the day is done.
This week, my mind is still a little mushy from the flu. Not feeling too bad now but just not very alert on the creative side of things. So a few things I wrote over the past couple of weeks walking the woods.
I find woods writing pretty fun. It clears the brain and my mind wanders as I go. Then if something creative pops in, I can stop where I stand, open my journal app on the phone, and either write a poem or make some notes that I can pick up on later. Here’s a poem I wrote mid walk a few weeks back.
Rusty Door
Open
Then close
That squeaky door
Moaning brown speckled metal
Cranky about letting you in
And here’s another written about the same period of time (a day or two before or after). I wrote this on a pleasant day strolling along the forest paths. I was left to daydream about a walk I’ve always wanted to take the time to do… Walking across Newfoundland on the Trans Canada Trail. I figure that such a walk would take between four to six weeks and it would make for some pretty inspirational times. If ever I were to write a book, I think this is what would drive it.
But on my pleasant day, a few weeks back, I imagined being three weeks in on a cross Newfoundland walk… in windy drizzle… miserable. And this is what came out of that imagining.
No
No
I won't write today
Walking, rain whipped
And sog wrinkled
Undryly trudging
Forever trudging
