from my room

My room has become a biosphere of some sort. I have found that I enjoy not leaving it for hours on end. As I sit here writing, I have successfully completed 13 hours straight in my bed. This sounds quite hermit-like and I realize this, however, I have not had this much alone time in ages.

With the added luxury of a wireless network, I can access the interweb at will. With this chocolate bar with butterfinger pieces, I have no need for other sustenance. I can look out my windows and see the snowy trees and the bright sun that has been so favorably been shining for days on end. There is a dove outside my window puffing itself up so that it doesn't freeze in the single digit temperature. Well, maybe it's a pigeon...I can't tell the difference. I can read, write, sleep, eat, talk, walk, sneeze, freeze, and many other things just from this room.

Most importantly, I can now do some sufficient thinking. I came home from school and found that an abundance of memorabilia from my late uncle jeff had been placed in my room. For once, I am being stirred to consider who this man was and for what reason not only all of this stuff, but my very name was given to me. It might be time for me to look deeper into my past.

Thankfully, my family doesn't yell at me to leave this room because I might then begin to feel bad for resting when resting is really what I believe I need at the moment. Just having a room to call my own and various things to enjoy is a real blessing. I have so much crap...crap that I really like, but don't need. It's nice to appreciate my crap and use it wisely for once rather than feeling bad that I have it. There is a time and place for having and giving and using and I feel at peace with the pace i'm setting right now.

I realize that this is not the most profound of writings, but I am enjoying myself just typing. Words come out of my mouth so fast and so often that it is nice to make them come out more deliberately and gracefully through my hands. That dove is still there and the sun still shines and that kind of stuff makes me smile. The only thing that could make this day better is if orion is unobstructed tonight for the sixth evening in a row. Well, I guess that was an exaggeration because I am sure that other things could happen that would make this day good, but i'm just a big fan of stars and the shapes that we have determined they make in the sky.

The dove just flew away. I'm done writing. Enjoy the sunshine and the stars.