The Phoenix (thepheenixeyri) wrote,
The Phoenix
thepheenixeyri

blue jays

I woke up at 6:30 today and actually stayed awake. Mom was still at home, so she made me a bowl of rice crispees to eat. I took a shower, asked my mom for the temperature, which she said, was 68 degrees. She told afterward, though that it was supposed to be in the eighties, so I put on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I free wrote for my English class for about five minutes at 08:30 AM and for another five at 9:10 AM. I also added some more to my novel and spell checked some of it. In the Braille Lite, mind you. It's my portable little note taker. It functions just as a print notebook computer does, except it doesn't have the same memory capacity, which is cool, because it has enough to suit my purposes. Then I sat in a reclining chair and did absolutely nothing. I fell into a relaxed state and lost all track of time, I think I even went into another state of mind, I realized a train had gone by but I was so used to them that it did not rouse me. What roused me were my own movements. I shifted positions and roused myself from the total relaxation of the body. I'm still sitting doing nothing, except writing, of course, I have nothing else to do at the moment.
I'm bored. I can't listen to books on tape I can't watch TV, or listen to the radio, read books, magazines, or the newspaper so I'll write until I'm sick of it. I don't usually read the newspaper, anyway so that doesn't matter. It's the books on tape, radio and CD'S I've had to live without for the last four and a half days. I'm glad the phone isn't considered mass communication because if it was, I'm be going bug nuts. My English assignment is to write about a time in your life when something political happened. That's where I stop. If I get started here about politics, I won't stop. I'll have to edit this journal something I don't want to have to do, but may have to anyway. The snide remarks and personal stuff just might be too much, though I seriously doubt it. I really don't think I put any snide remarks in here. Just the expression that means all and fluff and filler like this stuff, perhaps. Oh well fluff is good sometimes, it gives thing a more relaxed type of feeling. I'm more of that type of person, relaxed, free, wild. I like freedom, but I can also live with rules, as long as they make sense. I just heard a flock of blue jays outside my window. I haven't heard blue jays forever it seems like. The last time I remember hearing one was a few years ago at ISB (Indiana School for the Blind) I was sitting in the girls' quad courtyard with a friend and I heard a blue jay. I remember one year a blue jay got caught in my dad's fishing net. My brother had a friend over and my mom told Eric, Brian (Eric's friend) and I to come outside, There was dad with the blue jay in his fishing net, I got to pet it's back, and dad disentangled it, and it flew away. I can still hear them, they must be flying south for the winter. blue jays
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