Can You See Me?

My world is getting smaller and smaller. It started with working from home. No more commute! A really big YAY!

But I've slowly downsized my work space to a TV tray in the family room. Why? So I can watch "Charmed" each afternoon. I never saw the show when it originally ran. Now I've seen virtually every episode. I'm very into that whole Girl Power theme. But as a result, my world view is now the size of a small room. There are many days where the furthest I stray is to the the front door, where the mailbox is. I wonder if agoraphobia can be acquired simply by not going out.

I vaguely remember blue sky and sunshine. But it is winter here, and cold, so I bet I haven't missed a thing. In fact, I can hear rain as I type, so this staying inside all the time is probably a good thing, right?

Plus I don't have to pay much attention to personal hygiene or style. The same old sweatpants, t-shirt and ratty sweater are my daily work attire. I dread the days I actually have to pay attention to irritating details like putting on matching socks. But somehow I sense that maybe this isn't such a good idea. I'd like to get some exercise, but there just doesn't seem to be any point, plus "Charmed" will be on in a few hours.

Sometimes I think I might actually be fading, like in some weird sci-fi movie. Each day I get a little more transparent, a little fuzzier around the edges. Soon I will be invisible to all, yet I will still be perched here on my sofa, hearing all that goes on around me. I'm already a ghost in my own life...

Boo!