I’m off to a later-than-usual start with my daily writing because I’m tired and fuzzy-headed. I went to bed later than I expected; I tend to suffer from occasional bouts of both insomnia and anxiety, and unfortunately last night I experienced both. So, after one of those late afternoon thunderstorms that are part of the Florida summer landscape came and went, I:
- Played through a tutorial in Regiments
- Finished hanging my recently laundered clothing
- Watched Jurassic World: Dominion – from the 4K UHD disc – in my room
- Watched a couple of episodes of Netflix’s Hitler’s Circle of Evil
- Considered – but dismissed – the possibility of ordering food from Outback Steakhouse
- Played several hands of Microsoft Games’ Klondike Solitaire
- Considered – but dismissed – rewatching Maid in Sweden
- Considered – but dismissed – playing a Skirmish in Regiments
- Passed a ginormous amount of time on Facebook
- Considered – but dismissed – watching Solo: A Star Wars Story
- Considered – but dismissed – writing a second post in A Certain Point of View, Too
- Read a few pages from the Star Wars novel Brotherhood
- Watched – or tried to watch – another episode of Hitler’s Circle of Evil, but it was already almost 2 AM and I dozed off about a third of the way through
I hoped to be able to sleep until at least nine in the morning; after all, I figured that today would be merely a rehash of yesterday, except that there’s no mail delivery on Sundays and the Caregiver can’t go out all night in search of romantic entanglements because she must work tomorrow, Since I can’t make any plans to go anywhere and everything here is not within easy walking distance, I might as well sleep in, right?
What I didn’t count on was that I’d be awakened by the sounds of the Caregiver’s middle (young adult) child, J. bounding up and down the stairs and walking with a heavy tread that sounds like there’s a baby elephant stomping up in his apartment-sized loft. To his credit, he was doing his own laundry and – presumably – getting ready to go out, either to work or to visit his girlfriend. Still, it was only 7 in the morning and although it was not intentional, the noises from the stairs and the upper floor woke me up, and I couldn’t go back to sleep.
So…I’m tired, out-of-sorts, and unsure about what I will do today.
I do know that I don’t plan on going outside for a walk, at least not anytime soon. It’s too fucking hot; as I write this, the temperature is 88°F/31°C, but with the sun out in full force and high humidity, the heat index is 100°F/38°C. There are no thunderstorms in the forecast, but light rain is expected during the afternoon. It takes me about 30 minutes to shower, get dressed, brush my teeth, and get hydrated, so even if I planned to go out, I’d have to get my ass in gear now, and I just don’t have the zip in my step to bother.
If the forecast is in any way accurate and the light rain doesn’t morph into thunderstorms, I might either play Regiments for a while or even watch a movie – not Maid in Sweden! – in the family room. I am more inclined to play the Cold War-turns-hot game than venture out to the more spacious (but more public) room. Partly because I want to get better at the game, but mainly because that way I limit my chances of seeing the Caregiver and hearing how her date went. I still might do the movie-watching thing or go read out in the less heavily trafficked living room, if only for my own mental health.
The only thing I can think of is to say that despite what some people are saying on social media about Jurassic World: Dominion, I think it is a solid action-adventure film that wraps up the six-film saga that began (gasp!) nearly 30 years ago with Steven Spielberg’s Jurassic Park. Its basic themes – namely, that humans need to be better stewards of Earth’s fragile environment and that corporate greed should not trump responsible genetic research – are straight out of the late Michael Crichton’s body of work, and Colin Trevorrow united his Jurassic World cast with that of the original three films from 1993-2001 to good effect.
And on that note, Dear Reader, I’ll let you go here. Until next time, stay safe, stay healthy, and I’ll catch you on the sunny (but less oppressively hot) side of things.