There’s a classic punk song by the Ramones called I Want to be Sedated. Some of the lyrics, in case you’ve never heard of the song, goes
“20, 20, 20, 4, hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do, nowhere to go, oh
I wanna be sedated…”
When this pandemic started, I actually had that song running through my head for a day or two. I, along with millions others, just hoped this would go away quickly. We hoped we could maybe be sedated and then poof, it would all be gone. That did not happen.
Now, instead of wanting to be sedated, want to be distracted. Just in a few hours, I already took 17,647 steps. I cleaned. I danced. I wrote lyrics. Felt good. It wasn’t mindless distractions. They were purposeful, directional distractions. Things to lift the spirits and keep things moving forward.
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psychologistmimi 
SMiLes The First 33 Of 66
Months i could Do Nothing
Of Substance With Shut-in
Pain And Loss Of Emotions
Part Two Then The Last 33 Months i Wrote At Least
4 MiLLioN Words
Of Empty Shells
Searching For
Essence of
Soul Again…
And Then on
7.19.13 Standing
On A Beach one With
Sugar White Sand, Emerald
Green Gulf, Swaying Sea
Oats, Wings of Seagulls
Spiraling the Sun…
All The Pain Went
Away And Even
The Words Filled
With Colors Again…
Smiles These Are The
Colors Of God Loving
Life They Are Real
This Love is
Eternally
Now God…
Yes By God
Then i Dance
i Still Sing Now This
Love For Life This
God
For Real
Eternally Now…
SMiles.. The First
Of God i Felt is
My Mother’s
Love…
The
Last
i Still
BREaTHE
LoVinG
NoW
Happy
Mother’s
Day To You❣️
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Read. You can go live a completely different life for a while. Try Dune. Or The Moon is a Harsh Mistress. Or The Thorn Birds. Or Jane Eyre.
Or, as I’m doing in tiny bits, GRRM’s The Dying of the Light.
Or mine, of course. But go live in a better time, at least for a while.
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