I haven’t been feeling particularly well for most of the past few days. In particular, I’ve been having a lot of headaches. That’s nothing unusual for me, but it’s a pain, as I can’t really do anything when I have a headache. Yesterday, when I had a headache, I noticed that my head was really hot, but I wasn’t feeling particularly hot other than in my head. So I opened the curtain, and that didn’t help. Then I went for a walk for an hour (it was around 60 degrees outside), and my head quickly returned to a reasonable temperature, and my headache became much less severe. I thought I had found a cure: when I get a headache, find some place cold.
Then I had a headache again this morning, so I figured I’d try the same trick again. But I wanted to do some of the reading for the dreams class, so I went outside and read for a while. Unfortunately, my head didn’t really cool down too much that time.
Soon after that, I figured it was time to catch a bus to downtown Santa Barbara for the SB Symphony concert. The concert started at 3, so I arrived at 12:30. You might say that that’s a waste of time, but it isn’t because I wouldn’t have been doing anything of importance with my time anyway. It’s only a waste of time if you use time badly when something else you could have done would be a better use of time, which was not the case in this instance. Anyway, since I had two and a half hours (and I had planned to be there two and a half hours early), I decided to get some lunch at an Indian restaurant. Since I wasn’t feeling particularly well, that was a pretty bad idea. I ate a bit and then suddenly felt quite a bit worse, so I stopped eating, waited a while to see if I would feel better, didn’t feel better, and paid the (shockingly high, especially given how little I had eaten) bill and walked the three blocks to the Arlington Theatre. By that time I had consumed an hour, so I was only an hour and a half early. To my surprise, there was a reasonably large crowd congregating in front of the Arlington already, so I went in and found that there was going to be a lecture starting at 2. Aha! So for probably the first time in my life, my obsession with punctuality really paid off. That made me feel a lot better.
Then there was the concert. Leonard Bernstein’s Chichester Psalms and Beethoven’s “Choral” Symphony #9 were performed. This concert marked the end of the season and, more importantly, the end of conductor Gisèle Ben-Dor’s position as the music director of the Santa Barbara Symphony. A large number of the audience members were making a big fuss about that, but it meant little to me given that I hadn’t been to an SB Symphony concert before. I suppose Beethoven’s 9th is about the best possible way to retire from a position as conductor.
Then I came back. I feel more or less fine now, but my head is still overheating. Now I should face the task of finding something to do for the rest of the weekends this quarter. Being busy is the best cure for whatever it is that I have. I don’t get sick if I can’t afford to.