So lately I’ve been getting my nails dirty writing my Norse story. Does that happen to anyone else? I doubt the guys care but, ladies, do any of you get dirt under your nails after you’ve been typing on your keyboard? It usually happens when I work for at least 30 minutes. I could’ve literally taken a shower right before sitting down at my computer and my nails will still be filthy by the time I’m done. There must be hidden dust and dirt in the keyboard.
A funny thing happened to me the other day. When I’m not writing about my Norse story, I’m thinking about it or thinking about Norse culture and myths or thinking about the show Vikings from the History Channel or reading about any of the above. Or I could be obessing over Blogilates which is completely different. Does it sound as if I’ve become a mite obsessive?
Maybe I have. After all, I did dream the other night that my camp was being attacked. My friends and I scurried to get our axes and join in the battle to defend ourselves. I remember a feeling of fierce honor and enjoyment as I grabbed my ax and ran off to join everyone. I wanted the honor of battle and of killing my enemies.
When I woke up I didn’t feel fear at having been going off to my potential death or disgust at having wanted to kill people. That savage thrill of it all was still with me. I still wanted to pick up an ax and growl and yell at my enemies before trying to whack off one of their arms.
If reincarnation is real, then I hope I was a Norse woman or man in a previous life. Awesome. Just awesome. I mean, I have no doubt at all that it was an awful life. I mean, lice, wild animals everywhere, blood feuds, starvation, severe cold with no central heating… But still… Awesome. If I was a woman back then, I’d totally want to be someone like Lagertha from the History Channel’s Vikings.
So, side effects… I’m lusting after being a viking. And has anyone seen Ragnar from that Vikings show? Yowzah! What a man.