Changes Pt. 2

Today I rode my bike.

Now I am happier.

I started a new job yesterday. On my birthday. When the day was over I felt like this:

photo by Tiina Treasure

But in a good way. Don't be sad. There are worse ways to spend a birthday. And worse ways to feel than really freakin tired. It did, however, occur to me that I could potentially spend the next five weeks of my life being a little more sleepy than I would like.

That was yesterday. Today it has dawned on me that I actually feel better than I have in a long time. Healthy-like. Tired, aching muscles and all. This isn't the lethargic tired I'm used to; it's an I worked a long day and am actually tired tired. It's almost 10pm now. I got up at 7 and spent all day on set. Usually by this time my nuerons are snail-paced, my immuno-suppressed and nutrient-deprived body practically immobile. I've been exhausted for months. But I can deal with exhausted--especially if I'm actually well. So I'm renewing my goals for the summer. (Whoa.) I had this whole "Florida Bucket List" of things I wanted to do before I vacated the state, but those aren't the ones I mean. I mean these three. The three I thought I might have to give up to take this job.
1)Finish a draft of my feature script.
2)Shoot a movie (even if it's uber-short).
3)Finish the canvas that's hanging been hanging out in my bedroom for...well awhile.

God. I better get to work.