Kent

S is for Susurrus

Susurrus is undefined, usually quiet, "white noise". It is the sound of wind blowing through trees, or distant whispers. It is calming (to me) noise. It's also pretty much on my mind today, as I stare blankly out the window with my cats -- watching a gloriously blue sky above a crisp fall Victoria day. Back when I was with Bill's Fish & Chips Emporium, I have to admit I rarely really rested. I constantly felt the pressure of email or tasks upon me. Even on vacation, I would think, "Are there any emails that I need to act on? How about now?" Leaving the company has finally, I think, started to settle in. My corporate login now fails if I try to connect to Outlook Web Access. Saturday morning, after I had read all my blogs, checked out the morning's PVP and Penny Arcade, I realized that I had little to do for the rest of the day. I actually picked up a book to read (yes, it's technical, sue me), something I had gotten out of the habit of doing.
It's ... nice.
Of course, I haven't started starving yet. That will change many things, I'm sure.

Today's exercise: Take a few moments to yourself, and ignore everything you need to do. Relax.
[Ironically listening to Laurie Anderson's "Sharkey's Day". I feel so special.]