Then there are the days when I feel the camera on me. I’m the star, everyone is watching. Those days it goes as deep as having my own theme music. It’s definitely a John Williams score going on in my head. Something cool like Indy or Superman. Yesterday was one of those days.
I got shit done.
First, I got back on the running routine. My expectation was low, maybe more of a walk. Instead I was able to run my route exactly as if I hadn’t skipped two weeks. No complaints from the meat sack I call a body, either. In fact I believe it energized the rest of my day.
The whole things felt like a domino effect. From there I took on the laborious chore of cleaning the carpets. With a borrowed carpet cleaner and heavy helping of elbow grease, I cleaned the shit of them. (Not literally. Let me be clear. There was no shit on our carpets. The dog is better trained than that.) Follow that up with a productive get together with my Writer’s Group, and I have to call the day a Win.
It leaves me wondering, though. Did this day of awesomeness happen because I had the “camera” rolling and the internal soundtrack playing, or did the awesomeness of my actions create the effect? Hmm, also kind of makes me question my sanity. Naaaaah, what kind of crazy man does that?
Maybe as a small experiment I’ll actually listen to an awesome soundtrack, create a John Williams playlist, say. Then play it to see if it effects my mood or output for the day. Definitely worth exploring.
In case you want a sample of what plays in my head: