Wednesday, May 11, 2011


"The appearance of illness is swift as an arrow; its disappearance slow, like a thread. "
     -    Chinese Proverb
As I sit this week laid up with a cold, I find that the worst part of being sick is the irony.  Here I am with all the time in the world and I don’t feel like doing anything.  In fact, I will usually prohibit myself form doing anything important.  Every time I am sick and I try to be productive I look back later at the work and say to myself, What was I thinking?  It’s always garbage.

Being sick also remind us of what we have when we’re feeling well.  Very often we take too much for granted, especially the important things like our own health. 

So the only thing I will do is to read and perhaps learning something new.  The solitude of sickness is often made quicker by occupying your restless mind.

I’ll share another quote, that I will myself take heed of more.

"My own prescription for health is less paperwork and more running barefoot through the grass. "
    -   Terri Guillemets

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