Oddly detached

For some reason, I've been feeling very detached from the world lately. I read the news, I listen to the radio, I watch TV (oh, do I watch TV), but there's something that just isn't clicking.

I want to be in a tizzy about Palin, but can't get past the 'meh. Not like I was going to vote for McCain, anyway' stage. I don't care that her teenage daughter is knocked up, or that her email got hacked, or that she's becoming some minor fashion icon.

And I'm worried about the worldwide financial implosion. But I just don't have it in me to sift through everything and figure it all out, or even laugh at all the Stern grads I went to school with.

I'm even getting detached from friends and acquaintances. I just don't feel like engaging in anything right now. If I do go out, I just want to sit back and be the quiet observer, soaking it all up, taking it all in, seeing the details that others hope to hide.

Maybe it's the weather. It's clear and sunny, but cold enough to have the heat on in the morning. Today I could smell that somebody had a fire going. It feels like a Southern California Thanksgiving.

It might also be the chronic pain thing. I'm almost out of my painkillers, so everything is a struggle. I'm still waiting on all the referral appointments, where there might actually be a chance of them figuring out what the hell is actually wrong with me.

Ugh. I can't even be bothered to finish writing what I was going to write. (For this, I blame the same damn dog that got out at 7 am yesterday and the neighbour who is yelling about something seemingly unrelated.)

Absence

I haven't been blogging lately, and I'm not quite sure why. Lots of things have attracted my attention. There have been plenty of shlocky television shows that need some mild internet 'props' (as the kids say).

Maybe it's the de Quervain's tendinitis. Or maybe it's the never-ending issue of money. Or maybe it's that any time I sit down to write something, Shamu jumps on my lap, the phone rings, I remember something else that needs to be urgently completed, or I have to take the bus into town for something.

Whatever the reason, I've been pretty crap at this blogging thing. I'll try to do better this week. Really.