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Awakenings

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After a long and half-assed path (14 months) to get a CPAP, I finally did.

About two weeks ago, on a Tuesday morning, a nice gentleman from the medical supply company provided me with a device fitting. It’s sort of ridiculous — I look like Bane from the Dark Night Rises — and it took me a few days of wearing it to get used to it. So on Wednesday, Thursday night I wore it, without much changing.

On Friday morning I woke up feeling more refreshed than I have felt in recent memory. So refreshed and energetic that people noticed.

Then I started tackling long-procrastinated tasks. It feels great and has continued to feel great.

Further bulletins as events warrant.

Some of my favorite Murakami lines

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“And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
― Kafka on the Shore

“A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.”
― 1Q84

“Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
— Sputnik Sweetheart

“I really like you, Midori. A lot.”
“How much is a lot?”
“Like a spring bear,” I said.
“A spring bear?” Midori looked up again. “What’s that all about? A spring bear.”
“You’re walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, “Hi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?’ So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each other’s arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?”
“Yeah. Really nice.”
“That’s how much I like you.”
― Norwegian Wood

“Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.”
―Kafka on the Shore

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

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I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

 

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

 

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

 

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

 

by William Wordsworth

Fuel conservation

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While re-watching the newest Max Max movie, I am constantly thinking about the fact they they live in a post-nuclear wasteland where they are fighting wars over fuel.  So, then:

  • Why do they drive the least fuel efficient vehicles ever invented?  Surely there is a Honda Civic or two that survived the apocalypse.
  • Why do they put flamethrowers on everything? Even the war guitarist* has a flamethrower on his guitar.

That is all.

*note: war guitarist makes no practical sense but makes complete sense in the movie