None, in isolation
I may be developing cabin fever. Not sure yet, but there are symptoms that can’t easily be attributed to other, classic ailments.
To begin, I haven’t really left the property in days. I mean, there were quick visits to the local grocery, but other than that I’m an observer. I watch the dog ramble back and forth on the edge of the snow hill outside. I watch the dog sleep. I feed the dog, and myself. Most of all, I pay close attention to what others are doing.
Things like traveling to warmer places, or at least getting stuck in drifts. Politics: I’m taking sides (both sides) in the student demonstrations at the local university. I find myself trying to decide if missing class would be a show of solidarity, or normal activity, back in “my day”. I even reminisce about “my day”.
None of the above, in isolation, indicate a mental state. Grouped, I’m less sure. That may be it: I need to get away from here, and go there, if the storm ever subsides. In fact, I’m ready to brave the elements, just for the challenge. Look life in the eye (nose) and dare my future.
I’ll try and put aside the quandary for this evening, and pay attention to what might be on TV. A good prime time hour or two should distract me, or drive me to distraction. There’s always a good movie on the upper channel list, and if I’ve already seen it, I’ll be back on familiar territory. At least I can put tomorrow off, until tomorrow.
