This post is fresh off the current state of reality in which I am sickly and slightly feverish. I may or may not have the swine flu. Essentially what it comes down to is that I was sick last weekend and into this week. Unfortunately the symptoms are more or less the swine flu. I am not super jazzed on that, especially because it amounts to a mild cold in which I don’t get to go out or talk to people. My world has been a muddled existence of sleep, eating some food, and watching my new favorite TV show Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. Not gonna lie, it’s the Best show I have ever seen on TV that doesn’t have to do with WWII (band of brothers). I finished 22ish episodes in about a week. Realistically this means that I spent 22 hours with fictional characters in fictitious situations…all of which seeming better than my sickly reality.
Bah. Really though, you’ve got to check this show out. I’m telling you. It’s about a Saturday Night Live sort of show with the same title as the show itself. Great stuff. The guy who wrote it is the guy who wrote the West Wing. He’s a fantastic writer.
It’s vaguely sad that this is the only thing I have to tell you about. It shows the amount of nothing that I have been doing. I should probably read more, but the thing about reading the books I’m reading is that they require more attention than my feverish mind can manage at the moment. I can’t exactly take a legitimate stab at GK Chesterton’s “The Everlasting Man” with a fever. I wish I could.
One of the things that I have realized lately is that the show that I watched featured a lot of the arts. By that I mean writing and acting. Maybe I’m just swept away on one of those “I want that” sort of mentalities…but I really like the idea of writing. Not necessarily sketch comedy like SNL, but writing seems like a lot of fun to me. Then I was talking to my friend Ben Troop (the one mentioned at the end of the title) and stumbled on to the fact that I have this blog. Could one of the things I like so much about this blog be the writing that takes place here? Hmmm…Just maybe.
I think I should take a few steps out of fictional reality for awhile. It’s wonderful and overly glamorous, but it’s not real life. I think that sometimes shows and movies have this effect in my life where I am vaguely disappointed with life as it IS due to its contrast with fictional representations of life as it IS NOT. I think the thing that always gets to me is my inability to fall in love with and be loved by beautiful women like the ones who exist in film. I know that it’s a stretch to hope for such things, but am I the only one who after watching 22 hours of TV show featuring Matthew Perry falling in love with wonderful girl then goes to bed wondering just what is wrong with my life?
Okay, so that was an overstatement. Not wrong necessarily, perhaps rather why is my life so very pedestrian in the moments? I know that following Jesus isn’t pedestrian…it’s the true fulfillment of who I am meant to be, yet even in that I sometimes find myself sitting in strange moments of boredom. Not unhealthy boredom, just not super fun boredom. As though there is such a thing.
I’m going to go in circles soon if I don’t stop. In any case, you can ask Jesus to help me get better. Sickness is dumb.