Can We Just Slow Down The World A Bit?
My radio show goes really well, maybe better than ever, but that takes a lot of energy; I’m deeply involved in church work (not excessively, mind you – there are limits even with my plans for eternal life), but add the undone laundry to these, the constant fatigue from some strong meds I take and I really need some time off.
About a year would be right. Yeah, maybe a year. Stick me on a cruise ship for a while, then on another with a different destination. Cool the jets for 12 months. Yeah.
I’ve taken to sleeping in that recliner at night. I love sleeping in different places. Unlike many people, not only can I sleep in unfamiliar locations, but I actually like it. When I was a kid and couldn’t fall asleep, I’d switch to my absent brother’s bed, or just turn around and sleep backwards on my own. Always worked.
Maybe I could just sail off the edge of the earth in a hot-air balloon. When I was just about old enough to read, I thought there was an edge to the world. You could go beyond it and a hot-air balloon was just the right way to propel yourself. That would be a neat way to spend a day, floating up there beyond the edge. Neat idea.