Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose. The more it changes, the more it stays the same. Ain’t it the truth? The more I focus on my physical problems, the clearer it becomes that little is changing, at least as I can see. Grass continues to grow, but it looks the same to me today, as I expect it will tomorrow. I am bored by my obsessiwith on my health.
Frequently I say the enemy in life is not conflict or disappointment but boredom. If you are bored in your relationships, it is time to do something about it. It’s only goingto get worse. My problem at the moment is a variation of that theme.
I am bored by MS. It is a nagging pain in thebutt, but that was true yesterday and I have no reason to expect the situation to change by tomorrow. Too much time is spent ruminating about possible outcomes. I have only so much psychic energy to pour downm the drain, and I am overspending, worrying about tomorrows. I am bored. Bored. And it is getting in the way of my day job. Worrying about everything else.
I read about possible breakthroughs on a number of disease fronts. Nothing buzzing about MS so far. That is OK. I do not take it personally. But thinking about it only makes me tired. And maybe a little agitated with myself. I can think of better things to fill my mind, like when is this horrible presidential election going to be over?