water and life

Finally got a good night's sleep last night, after three nights of tossing and turning and waking up way too early. Anyone that says you need less sleep when you're older is kidding themselves. I definitely need eight hours sleep and without it my body hurts and my brain just doesn't function at optimum level. So, I'm refreshed and ready to tackle my usual exercise regime (depending on the weather), which includes a good paced walk for about six blocks from Grattan Street, Carlton to the middle of Melbourne and then slower strolling around the city and river edge, or walk through Carlton to the Museum and Exhibition Gardens. I could do that long walk that I sometime do from South Melbourne to St.Kilda Beach along the foreshore. It takes me about an hour and a half because I stop to sit and look at the sea. It's interesting isn't it, the way that we are called to water, to be close to it. Strange though, this year I've had absolutely no desire to swim as I've had in past Summer months, even though I know that it would probably help with my osteo-arthritis symptoms. All that getting undressed and getting dressed again and wet hair, and the idea that my white hair will turn green or some other nasty color because of the chlorine in the water. A swim in salt water at the St.Kilda Sea Baths would be better. Warm sea water with magnesium, calcium, potassium, bicarbonate, sodium and sulphate all things that would help my sore body. I'm almost convinced that this is what I should do today. But, as I look at the overcast sky I wonder if it's a good idea. I'd hate to be doing that walk along the Esplanade when a storm occurred.

I may just go and see Two Laws an exhibition at Bunjilaka in the Melbourne Museum, which looks at the ongoing debates about indigenous knowledge, law and property in Australia and since I've finished reading Once Were Warriors I'll purchase Chloe Hooper's novel The Tall Man, a story of Cameron Doomadgee's 'death in custody', part of the course that I'm tutoring this semester. I always have this struggle in the mornings - what to do, how to make the most of my day. On that note, I'm off. Still have to check my email and facebook - how life has changed - I certainly wasn't doing this two years ago.