Resistance #3

Resistance was my bosom buddy this week. After working all day I spent the little bit of time I had at night watching TV in my hotel room. It was good TV mind you. Public television. I learned a lot from the shows. But I didn’t write. Not a sentence. When the show was over I went to sleep. But I tossed and turned all night. I listened to street people shouting at the dark; trolley cars moaning their way downtown; the air conditioner outside my window rattling all night; and my own iguana mind leaping from rock to rock.

If I had strangled my Resistance and hung it from a ceiling and done my work, even for ten minutes, I would have relaxed and slept through the night.

Calvin says, “A good dinner makes you sleep well, too.”

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