AmbientAttentionYogaDaySeven
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By now I'm properly ill, and find it hard to resist ascribing this (at least in part) to having OD'd on humanity over the last week. No trouble at all just wanting to bury my nose in a book and ignore everyone else (as someone suggested on the maillist!).
I often wonder what a city would be like if everyone were open and friendly to one another all the time, and each time I come back to the conclusion that you have to ghettoise, form micro-communities within it, because otherwise you're at risk of dying 'in the roar on the other side of silence', as George Eliot put it.
So, with the combined blinkers of an oncoming virus and some trashy reading matter, maintaining AAY was relatively easy today. Though my masochistic streak insists that it's not really yoga in the sense of 'spiritual self-discipline' if you're reading, that takes half the challenge out of it.
Still, it seemed unavoidable. But then, in the evening, I realised the time window for the experiment (7 days) was up. So I looked up, and stared full-on at the verts for the first time in a week.
The result was astonishing and unexpected.
