Listened to the Grand March from Verdi's opera Aida on the way into work just now. The trumpets made the hair on the back of my neck stand up, sent chills down my spine. I turned the volume up. Exhilarating!! We have a long central hallway at work with 30 foot ceilings. A "grand" space that I marched down the center of with the music still ringing in my ears, imagining myself making that triumphal return after vanqishing the enemy. What a way to start a Friday, all charged up!
It's a good thing to get the blood flowing...it will help for my apheresis donation this afternoon. I'm closing in on 27 gallons of the good stuff donated. Lately they've been taking triple doses. It makes the hour plus with a needle in my arm take about 15 to 20 minutes longer. The arm gets a little sorer and worse, it puts me right in the heart of Friday rush hour traffic trying to get out of downtown back to the 'burbs. All for a good cause though.
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