I have always been terrible at sitting still. I just can’t do it. I fidget. I fuss. I adjust. I squirm.
One of my first jobs in my field after graduating was at a prestigious hospital. We had 7am morning rounds and they were excruciating. The doctors would pretend to care about our thoughts and observations on our clients during the 23 hours and 50 minutes they weren’t on our unit. (We knew full well it had no bearing and they would make their diagnosis and recommendations based on the 10 minutes they were involved anyway.)
Once I realised how pointless these meetings were I started playing a game. I would watch one colleague at a time and count how many seconds they could sit still for.
It turns out, after careful research, I am more fidgety than the average person.
Today has been painful.
Physically and emotionally.
Spiritually I’m okay though. So there’s that.
Now for fucks sake clicky and watch that video because even in my addled state it made me laugh so hard I almost peed.
There’s a shop near my house that’s gone out of business. There’s a “for sale” sign in the window and you can tell nobody’s been there in weeks. In the front window there’s a large creeping vine-ish plant in a bucket sized container. Over it’s time in the shop it’s sprawled and grown up against the windows. It’s always been healthy and vibrant, soaking up the sunlight, but they left it there. Abandoned with the dream of the sweet little shop that couldn’t keep it’s doors open. Nobody has watered it in weeks, it’s starting to turn brown and die, the whole big jungle of a plant, slowly wilting and yellowing and fading. When I walk by it I am compelled to rescue it, I’ve found myself thinking about it more often than I should, and last night when I was in bed tossing and turning I was quietly plotting a break-in to snatch the plant and bring it back to life. Some instincts are hard to fight.
We had a lot of fun trying to get a good shot for NymphoNinjas reflection theme. I maintain I would like a mirrored ceiling. (And Ninja; I like the strong manly grip on my hip too…)
It’s always a challenge to get a good shot before we get too distracted… I believe this was the tipping point. -Heart <3
Ms. Heart I think this is my favourite photo you’ve shared with us yet. I’ve been developing an infatuation with chandeliers over the past few months and seeing that and the strong manly grip on your hip make me really like this submission. Thank you for taking the time to take and share it.