A little recreation

Have you ever been so tired that for a moment you fall asleep at work, you fall asleep traveling to and from work. Your exertions have left you in a mind numbing state very similar to some kind of drunken fatigue. Details slip from your mind and the effort you need to keep it all in a coherent state has simply gone and the mental image that you held precious falls down around you (please avoid cliches) like a house of cards in an Earthquake.
My eyes are already closed and then my head nods suddenly and almost violently. This shock shakes you back into a wakeful state and the conflicting mental images are "what was I doing/thinking and how long is it until I can go and curl up?
Now is the time such questions as: What did I have for breakfast this morning? And what were Hitomi's last words to me before I left home? What are my appointments and schedules for today?
I think there are a few people such as control freaks who could do it and reel off such answers like a speaking diary but not I! I have a complete memory failure and it's worrying to the point of frightening to touch such an emptiness. Of course it will all come back to me after just a few seconds and perhaps even sooner with the help of some hot, strong coffee but for a moment, just a single short moment, you can hesitate on the pondering uncertainty and be completely suspended outside of the conscious present. I momentarily exist within a broken continuity and the gaps from the past confirm my imperfections. It has such a natural moment of such a hollow void that it may have the followers of Zen chasing a suddenly desirable fatigue! I think they should sleep on it before actually trying it.
The answer is of course to try and get more sleep!

Aki is a friend of mine from a rival publication and we caught each other, as a lot of us all do as we attend more or less the same venues, and had lunch together. One of the topics that we broached was what strange things we actually did as a more bizarre form or recreation. I slowly realized that outside of work and family, I spend my free time out socializing or I'm on the net or I'm watching movies or I'm out shopping or I could be doing all kinds of ordinary things. I'm not like Hitomi, who collects her 'Rilakkuma' items and does her dance class and I didn't want to admit how ordinary I was and that I was verging on the edge of boring. How to admit that I just blogged and was almost the stereotyped working housewife. So I decided to reveal that I freelanced for lesbian magazines and often contributed with articles and erotic stories that were based not only upon my own experiences but also of tales that I've heard in the bars and the odd fantasy that I've dreamed. Actually I haven't freelanced for those magazines for almost two years but hey, that's just between you and I right?
She told me she liked to dial random telephone numbers.
That was unusual enough to captivate my attention. I was all ears!
She gets plenty of dead ends, engaged signals and error messages but occasionally someone picks up.
"Hi, I've called your number purely at random so that I may try to have a conversation with a stranger, would you like to talk with me?"
Laughingly she told me some people ask if she's crazy or reply with other stronger insults or they may simply hang up. Some though are intrigued enough to ask about her and as she reveals a little of herself, they slowly speak of themselves too. A conversation between two total strangers begins.
If you are anything like me then all kinds of possibilities will cross your imagination.
I was intrigued enough to at least consider trying it one night!
Comment if you have thoughts on that or have tried it or you have a strange pastime.

Saturday morning found me at Yoshie for the billiard hall shoot.
It took just over three hours for the shoot and the video, of which I Have placed some photos and an edited version of video footage in my album (see link at foot of post). I would like to thank my wonderful photographers for the day, Benkei on stills and Norio on Video and of course Etsuya San, who is an amazing director.
The outfit I wore, which was a black and white lace 'bunny' outfit, was at least one size too small for me and I have a sneaking suspicion that this was deliberate. They say sexiness sells but after popping out of my outfit twice produced a titter or two from myself I had to turn around and adjust myself. Thankfully, for my own feelings, there was not a giggle to be heard from the crew because they were far too professional. It was a great pleasure working with them.

I quite enjoy these promotional events. I won't say there isn't any stress involved because it is there but it's a different kind than the one I endure in my other position and it is said that a change is as good as a rest.
The spice of life!


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