Monday, November 12, 2012

Excriment and the Air Conditioning


The amount of shifting going on in my body is both alarming and exhilarating.

Both arms are twisting while muscle creeps up their respective shoulders, my hips transforming, with even my wrists (especially the right thumb) and ankles shifting into new positions. 

When my right shoulder is positioned just so (not easy to find, requiring both proper hip location, abdomen clenching, and neck flexing), I get the equivalent of releases in my face.  Upon one such release, the crease at the outside corner of my right eye changed, now a good 20 degrees below the previous angle (which had been just below horizontal).

There is no doubt in my mind that the sledding injury of my youth is greatly to blame.

Vision issues have subsequently occurred following the facial/jaw releases.  My glasses literally do not fit on my face properly anymore (as if they had been messed with or bent) and I wonder if I need to go glasses-less for a period of time and then have my prescription checked again.  I have been wondering if years on end with extra tension on my eyes from the muscles surrounding them, stretched and out of place, have anything to do with my nearsightedness.

For now, I hope the changes slow down, as I am having great trouble resting.  I can't sleep.  Muscle memory is uncomfortably out of balance and there are no positions in bed which give the slightest ease, with drug induced sleep leading to exacerbated pains in the morning which take hours to recover from.

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I try to daydream that December 21st will find me a new man, the way my adjustments have been occurring with a frequency and to an extent exponentially greater than ever before.

Wouldn't that be a trip?  Me, standing long and echoing the forest with laughter, when the Mayan Calender ushers in a new age?

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