My spelling is disimproving .. reed my dreem

I wunder if my speling is any better twoday?Lately I’ve had som weerd and uncliched dreems.In one I was in a procession of Oxford Dons.All the uther peeple were waring fancy gowns and hats.I joyned on the end but I was only waring an old bayge trench coat.

Then I saw them going  into a Chapel for a servis.I saw big stayned glass windows…then I thought to miself,

Y am I heer?

Upon witch I got   up and walked owt and left those posh  and famos peeple in their.

In their what?

There glory and fame.

The man at the front of the procession had given me a very meening full look as he passed me.I am shure I have no ideea what that meens……if he loves me he’s not mutch help in a dreem is he?

Duzz it meen I will meet some famous man soon?If so I’d better pull up my sox and get  a move on ,thowgh better not count my chikkens befour they are hatched.Life is full of littel surprizes like still beeing alive in the mornings wenn I wake up..How sweet to c the son shining in the sky and the snow falling onto the grownd so I can bild a snowman and get a tan as well.

Now tell me how manny misstakes I have got in my spelling today?I  have managed moor than yesterday so I am mayking gud prowgress and will soon get banned by the Ministry for Educashion.Then I shall be famos at last and meet that  man from my dreem somewear I have never travelled wear ur I’s have there silence…thank you e.e. cummings.I luv ewe.

Saving money on sheets and other odd notions that come into my mind

In the middle of the night I had a brainwave.If I could cut the sheets of A4 paper I use in half depthwise I could save money.When I woke up I was wondering what tool would do that.

They must have something in paper mills as artist’s paper is thicker than the paper we use for writing on.Tracing paper is thinner but you could only write on one side.

So in the end I decided to use lessink by using  a pen with a fine nib or a fine refill in my ball point pen because it seems logical to think that would be an economy.I admit many of my ideas are utter nonsense.Like if you had  pyjamas with feet on like babies have you would be able to change the sheets less often as the feet sweat a lot but  it you went to the bathroom and stood on a wet patch in the night that would not be nice!So I shall resume sleeping in a clean  old potato sack instead.Though it’s hard to get out of it in the night.But it’s warm especially with a few baked potatoes in there too.

But can I eat them after sharing their bed?Sometimes empathy can be  over the top.Potatoes don’t have hearts or minds as far as we can tell.If we got too filled with empathy we would die of starvation.That’s the way of nature …….to eat or be eaten.

Why do so many seemingly successful people get very depressed?

At the 50th anniversary of Sylvia Plath’s death by suicide people are still puzzling about her.Was she schizophrenic?Was her husband an hypnotically attractive demon who betrayed her.And her mother… was she too close and burdensome or too neurotic or too far away?

Well,I have an idea.. that it may be some of us work too hard,push ourselves too hard;value ourselves only if we achieve perfection in all spheres  of our lives.And this can make us profoundly exhausted…. and then we get into a downward spiral.Sylvia Plath had 3 pregnancies in 3 years.~Her mother was far away in the USA and she had no  family here.

She and her husband worked very hard at their writing and she produced many poems even during those childbearing years.And they also moved home several times.

We sometimes live as if we have no body.. we  get ideas of what we would like to achieve and e.g. get up at 4 am to write for 3 hours before the children  waken up.And such women are unlikely to serve ready meals for dinner.It will be a fancy dish from Fanny Farmer or The Joy of Cookery.Then they decorate their own homes and entertain many visitors at the weekend.

To be blunt,in my view,the fatigue is the main problem and forgetting we need time for ourselves.You cannot usually have it all unless you can afford to employ servants of some kind.And they need supervising

We need to care for our physical well being and defer that work that will make our name or the money we need to build a big extension on our  house.

It’s quite ironical here that most people have fantastic large kitchens but buy ready meals and  even MASHED POTATO in the supermarket.Better to have a small kitchen and less debt so less worry on your mind.And cooking,if not too ambitious can  be a form of meditation if we do it slowly

You are probably not going mad… you need more rest and to learn to relax.I am not a doctor so these are just my personal views.If Sylvia Plath had not pushed herself  too hard  mentally she might be here today.And if you don’t have some time for relating too Nature and other people what’s the point of life?

For me the point of being alive is to live and be aware that we live;to savor the days,the friends.the flowers,the food.To perceive and to dream as well as to work in our jobs or in our homes.Otherwise we are like automatons