Silence
You know what I’m listening to right now?
Nothing. Nothing at all. It has been entirely quiet in the house for the last two hours or so. Plenty noisy in my brain, but quiet in the house. I find as I get older that I need more silence. I started noticing this a good 15 years ago, but lately it’s been hitting me again.
It’s been a peculiar week, with both good peculiar & not as good peculiar & starting out with outright stupidity on my part. I won’t get into the particulars of peculiarities, but I will note that I should know much better than to put unquarantined new fish in with happy resident fish. The acquisition of two new harlequin rasboras caused an outbreak of columnaris leaving me with two out of seven fish in the living room. I thought it would take all of them after the fifth died, but the two I have left are just cruising around like nothing is out of the ordinary. So time to spend working on the fishy-tanks since the betta in the girls’ room bit it too about two weeks ago. It never was particularly hardy though, I felt, so it wasn’t so much a surprise. Now instead of just getting froggies for their tank when it was done with a fresh cycle (got new gravel & plants for it), I’ll end up using it as a temporary home for the remaining two rasboras, using the living room tank as the quarantine tank for the new fishies (after putting it through a fresh fishless cycle so it can take a new load of fish). I needed to spend more time up to my elbows in water, right? I love my fishies, they’re very soothing.
Did yoga for the first time in a week last night. Should have done it tonight too probably, but I’m kinda worried that there’s something wonky in my down dog as my right rotator cuff seems to be objecting. Not entirely sure that it’s down dog doing it though, but the pushing away motion seems to be when I notice it most. Might be from lying on it funny at night though. Or weirdness with tension in my mouse-hand/arm.
Now, in the quiet, I realize I am actually very tired. Bath. Then bed. To sleep, perchance to dream.
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