Knee, Possessions, Technology

(Go ahead and blog, if you want to.)

This evening I went to play in a church basketball game. I went up pretty strongly off my left leg and felt something crunch/snap. I would equate it to the feeling you get when you bite off a piece of chicken from the bone and sink your teeth into a piece of gristle. I suspect that I’ve done something very grave to my left knee. I wonder if I’ll need surgery. I wonder if I’ll need crutches. I am in pain. It hurt. I’m done for the season. I’m getting older. I’m 39. I’m about half way there. Oh well. What can be done?

A pet peeve: possessions. I feel absolutely burdened by possessions. We are constantly worrying about our budget, yet I look around my house and all I see are piles of things to arrange, dusty CDs, food that’s gone bad, parts of dolls, old clothes, broken toys, and bla bla bla bla. Bla. It’s enough to drive one crazy. We are rich Americans. Enough is enough. Let’s give some of this stuff away. Let’s spend our money conservatively. But then tomorrow I’ll see something else I want to buy. It’s quite pathetic.

And technology is a two-edged sword as well. I love the Internet and cable TV, yet at the same time hate it, in that it obsesses my attention, consumes my peaceful renewal time, and turns me into less of a human and more of a robot. I swear.