Saturday, May 25, 2013
It's still (or again) freezing here, the one day I wasn't cold was a fluke and we're back to the 40-degree grind. The sun is a distant memory...
I started seriously playing Ingress, a fun GPS-based game in which you and your faction try to gain control over portals via something called "exotic matter", which is collected and used in both offensive, defensive and neutral capabilities. Generally speaking, you run around collecting glowing dots on your phone, then fire "XMP" at the other faction's portals, stock them with "resonators", hack them, collect more items, link them, and run to the next one. It's a game that, to play it well, requires hours spent outdoors on foot or on a bike and has you meet quite a few very nice people (mostly of the tech nerd variety). If you're looking for motivation to go out and walk/run/bike, try it. I can send you an invite ;)
So, anyway, combine the game with the current weather and generally feeling stretched thin and you've got a wonderful full-blown feverish cold.
My contact lenses would kind of swim away from my teary eyes, so I had to take them out and use my glasses. I'm almost legally blind without my vision aids, so every morning has turned into an adventure.
Whenever I'm not wearing anything to correct my vision, my sphere of being shrinks down to my immediate environment. To read, I must hold a page close to my face. I can move through my apartment, but I bump into doorframes and anything on the floor, because they are too far away until I've learned the position of everything there is. It's fascinating,because at once with the loss of something so small every single step is an adventure, a venture out of my secure space and into the wide, unknown open.
It's almost too much right now. The doc diagnosed both my thyroid hormones out of whack and S.A.D., which I hadn't thought possible to have, after all, I lived in NYC for more than four years. Still, apparently, the lack of light and warmth makes for a seasonally affected me- at least now I've got an explanation as to why I felt so stretched thin intellectually, like everything was a chore, recently.
I'll have my first infrared light cabin treatment very early on Monday morning (ugh, getting up at five a.m.!), feel like my home has turned into a pharmacy with all the supplements and vitamins and new thyroid things I'm supposed to try out, and just want to get better.
Feeling like walking around your own home is an adventure you'd rather not have is just no fun, plus I feel like my work has suffered. Ugh!
Winter, leave me alone. I want global warming, please! Right here!