B-Day -1

Today the rumblings of my house began rather early (1/23/06 @6:30am). I didn't know what it meant at first but was to discover in relatively short order what it was in store. Other than the early rumblings there was nothing to indicate that today would be of any particular significance. Being the sage that I am I would say that the substance life can be determined at its end from that at its beginning. Such is the mark of a life that is a cozy and predictable thing. With my vast realms of experience I believe that perhaps there are a few things in life that I won't know but for the whole I can count on comfort, ease, safety, and predictability based on things always being good when I start out.

Even though one might consider today as an exception, I would still hold to that axiom. Yes, it was odd to be jostled so early in the morning but is it not also odd to outgrow your own house? Perhaps anomolies are part of the warp and woof of the fabric of life as well. At any rate I quickly got back to the important business of taking my morning nap. Sleep was pleasant until around 9:30am when I felt something touching my head. I wasn't very keen on that and was quickly awoken into a heightend state of alertness. Usually when I am in these states I like to get some exercise so I move my legs back and forth and raise and lower my arms. This feels good even though there is very little space to move them. I find that when I do move I usually bump into soft shapeless things that seem to give a little under the pressure of my touch. Correspondingly I find that my little home seems to convulse proportionately to the intensity of my movement. I don't quite know what this means though I believe it too to be significant.

Shortly after the head touching incident my world was wracked with some sort of a convulsion. There then was significant rythmic movement in the world that I call mine. The rythmic movement continued for a couple of hours and there is not much else to say about it. I, being very flexible and adaptable to new things, found it a great time to take my mid morning nap - which I did with great alacrity.

I was later awoken with another convulsion. Stronger than the one before, but not uncomfortable. I used the opportunity to jiggle my arms and legs achieving the same results as all other times I had done so. About 5 minutes later another convulsion came. This time a little stronger than before and, though not unpleasant it was also not something that one would want to experience much of. Again, another convulsion about 4 minutes later of about the same intensity as the one previouse. This indeed was a new experience. Corresponding to these convulsions I began noticing that my little house seemed to be getting even smaller. In the process of getting smaller my body was being pushed in the direction of my head. I didn't like this at all and decided enough was enough so I pushed back.

Pushing back was to no discernable advantage of mine and the convulsions continued at fairly regular intervals. I noticed a big change around 12:00 in that where my head was located there now appeared to be an opening - though quite a bit smaller than the size of my head. This, in my mind initially, seemed a good sign as I was finding with each subsequent convulsion I was becoming more cramped in the space I had available. I hole implied a means of escape perhaps to a better place. Not that there was anything wrong with my place - just that an opening implied a different space of perhaps greater capacity.

At about 1:30 a great shock to my world occured. It was altogether bad in my estimation. Whereas I was quite accustomed to dwelling in quite a comfortable, cushioned, temperature controlled environment, I suddenly became deprived of this blessed environment. It would seem that that which gave me such comfort began to exit through the little hole. It was a good thing that I was a good deal larger than the hole otherwise I might have been swept away by the whelming flood. My world began not only to be more cramped but a colder, harder place as well.

The convulsions continued for many hours getting almost imperceptably closer together and stronger in intensity. All the while the little hole was expanding at a rate that would at times be quite rapid alternating with imperceptable growth. The top of my head was all the time being forced more and more into the expanding whole. Again, were it not for the fact that the hole was smaller than my head I would have been pushed clean through it. Whether that would have been for the good or not I do not know.

This is how my day ended. I don't know what it all means. Seems to be some sort of change. Could be good, could be bad - maybe I'll find out tomorrow.