Wednesday, 7 October 2015

Under The Circumstances

I am perched with one cheek on a motel bed and the cheek and other leg dangling off the edge. Surprisingly it isn't as uncomfortable as it sounds. Don't get me wrong, it isn't what you would call comfortable, but it isn't uncomfortable. I have the iPad propped up against a pillow and I have my Bluetooth keyboard sitting on a pillow in front of me. I am starting to feel a loss of feeling in the leg on the bed.

I have never been one of those people who could do their homework just anywhere. I couldn't lay on the floor with binders, paper and pencils all around me in front of the TV or stereo. I couldn't do my work in the cafeteria while everyone was eating, laughing and talking around me. I, unlike Newton, was never able to think or write while sitting under a tree. If an apple had happened to fall it would never occur to me that a scientific principal was involved. I would just start to worry that the next one might hit me. Some people were able to finish a paper sitting in the hall waiting for the class to start. I would be waiting for some opportune catastrophe to happen, preventing the teacher from getting to the class on time.

I needed a quiet place without any distractions. I still do. I don't have a place like that and never did have, but I come pretty close. When I was a kid I had my little room with a desk with a mirror in front of it. I suppose that mom felt the mirror was a design feature that I just couldn't live without and heavens forbid if Better Homes and Gardens came to do a photo spread someday. The mirror was a distraction, hence the bad marks. Have you ever heard a mirror blamed for poor grades in school before? Well, now you have!

I the room that I write in at home, there is just the computer and a blankish wall to distract me. Well, there is a TV and a whole house of shit that needs doing, but for some reason I am more than able to ignore any housework. It is as good as it will ever get I suppose.

What I am trying to get at is that I won't be able to be creative under these travel circumstances. I should just wait till I get home tomorrow night, but then I am bound to be exhausted after the long drive and there just might not be a blog tomorrow.

My leg is now completely asleep and it should make Louise smile as I limp around the room with pins and needles in my foot. I aim to please. this is the best I can do under the circumstances.

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