Life after sleep is much better. I went to bed and finally slept, but woke up early this morning and finished viewing all of the King Kong documentary footage. I won't have the class time to show all of it--and shouldn't, anyway--but I can find selected spots and show them to my students and fill in the gaps a little bit. Amazing how almost all of the old special effects methods are used on that film along with the latest technology. I love seeing the creative people who devoted years of their lives to that project talking about what it involved and what it meant to them. If I hadn't been such a chicken when I was younger, I might have found myself involved in some way with film or theater, most likely backstage or behind the camera. I enjoyed my contact with theater in school, but I could never see myself making a living at it, so teaching was the safe thing to do.
Ah, well. I made the choices that I made, and life down my road is mostly pretty good. And this morning the sun is shining on clean snow in my yard. Life feels better in the daylight.
White snow shines lovely, soft as felt. But I've a date with the treadmill belt. And miles to go before I'm svelte. And miles to go before I'm svelte.
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