a silent voice & unfamiliar ceilings
I knew today was going to be...different. I mean I was officially moving out of the OG Kasama house and into the Red Stair Kollective, it was pretty obvious that this day would be unique, but I never thought anything like this would happen...
When I woke up this morning, after I stretched, did some push-ups, some sit-ups, I opened my mouth to speak some of my first words of the day (it's usually something like "Man I don't want to do anything today"), my mouth moved but no sound came out. I took a hard swallow and realized that my throat was really tight, almost like I swallowed a whole gumball and it got stuck. That's right I had lost my voice!
I didn't think too much of it. I figured that this would pass in an hour or two, but it didn't. I finally realized that my voice was gone and not coming back when I answered the phone to try to help a potential visitor and once again, mouth moved, but no sound came out. I had to walk around all day with a dry erase board just so I could communicate with other people.
Have you ever went a day without speaking a single word?
It's quite an experience, but at the same time it is very frustrating. Especially since I was actually trying to speak. It really is a trip when you are trying soo hard to make sounds come out of your mouth and all there is is silence.
So that was my day. A day in silence. And it felt like one of the longest days of my life.
And can you believe that some people at the museum believed that I could be acting all this out just for a laugh!? Once again, hella frustrating when you try to speak, but only silence comes forth.
Add that to the fact that today was moving day. When I moved out of the OG kasama house, it was with no one there (Kelsey has already bounced I think, and Mari was doing her thang), and in total silence. When I moved in to the Red Stair, it was with no one there (everyone had meetings and/or work) and in total silence.
I'll admit, my voice is a little better now. I can actually use my lower octave vocals. But I still have that tight throuat feeling though.
Which kind of brings me to right now. Lying down on an air mattress staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling. I'm grateful though. There's good people at this house, but I'm only here for a month, so once I get used to this ceiling, I have to get and go all over again.
I really hate moving. And the twisted thing is, I'm going to be doing it twice in less than a month. Geez.
A silent voice & unfamiliar ceilings...add that up and it equals what felt like the longest day ever.
But hey, I got a new Mac today! 17" inch, but not the new Intel one. The intels haven't proven their worth to me...yet (i will one day own an intel mac). So I stuck with the trusty Powerbook G4. It still works pretty damn well and if this Mac transition was like their last one, then my "new" computer has a good 3-4 years left in it!
And now time for some rest in my new place...
With unfamiliar ceilings.
When I woke up this morning, after I stretched, did some push-ups, some sit-ups, I opened my mouth to speak some of my first words of the day (it's usually something like "Man I don't want to do anything today"), my mouth moved but no sound came out. I took a hard swallow and realized that my throat was really tight, almost like I swallowed a whole gumball and it got stuck. That's right I had lost my voice!
I didn't think too much of it. I figured that this would pass in an hour or two, but it didn't. I finally realized that my voice was gone and not coming back when I answered the phone to try to help a potential visitor and once again, mouth moved, but no sound came out. I had to walk around all day with a dry erase board just so I could communicate with other people.
Have you ever went a day without speaking a single word?
It's quite an experience, but at the same time it is very frustrating. Especially since I was actually trying to speak. It really is a trip when you are trying soo hard to make sounds come out of your mouth and all there is is silence.
So that was my day. A day in silence. And it felt like one of the longest days of my life.
And can you believe that some people at the museum believed that I could be acting all this out just for a laugh!? Once again, hella frustrating when you try to speak, but only silence comes forth.
Add that to the fact that today was moving day. When I moved out of the OG kasama house, it was with no one there (Kelsey has already bounced I think, and Mari was doing her thang), and in total silence. When I moved in to the Red Stair, it was with no one there (everyone had meetings and/or work) and in total silence.
I'll admit, my voice is a little better now. I can actually use my lower octave vocals. But I still have that tight throuat feeling though.
Which kind of brings me to right now. Lying down on an air mattress staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling. I'm grateful though. There's good people at this house, but I'm only here for a month, so once I get used to this ceiling, I have to get and go all over again.
I really hate moving. And the twisted thing is, I'm going to be doing it twice in less than a month. Geez.
A silent voice & unfamiliar ceilings...add that up and it equals what felt like the longest day ever.
But hey, I got a new Mac today! 17" inch, but not the new Intel one. The intels haven't proven their worth to me...yet (i will one day own an intel mac). So I stuck with the trusty Powerbook G4. It still works pretty damn well and if this Mac transition was like their last one, then my "new" computer has a good 3-4 years left in it!
And now time for some rest in my new place...
With unfamiliar ceilings.