Listening to My Heart Beat

This morning I was lying in bed, listening to my heartbeat, and thinking about the new year. Thinking about things I could start this year. Someone on Facebook posted the following picture with the idea that beginning Jan. 1, you write something down every day and put it in a Mason jar.

It sounds like a great idea, but I'm wondering if I start it, will I keep it up?  That's a pretty big commitment.  I do this so often, especially in the new year. I start doing things and then eventually just give it up because I either lose interest or circumstances change and I'm not doing it anymore for whatever reason.

One thing I did do and I hope I can keep it up, is I started a blog for a 365 Photo Challenge. The idea is that you take one photo every day of the year and post it on the blog. I guess you could say I cheated a little. I went through some of my photos and picked about 4 or 5 to post in the next few days. Well, nothing I've seen says you have to actually take the photos on the same day you post them. I think the main idea is to document in some way photos that you take of things you think are interesting and just post something every day so that you have a daily account. At the end of the year, you would have 365 photos. I also started a folder on my computer and called it "365 Photo Challenge". I think I'll add 2014 to the title so I know what year it is. Who knows? If I'm still living next year, I might decide to do again then, or maybe do something different like that writing notes and putting them in jars thing.

Earlier I said that I was lying in bed listening to my heart beat. Well, it's kind of hard not to listen to my heart beat. I can feel and hear it beating in my right ear. I think it causes me great anxiety because I can hear every little blip, skip and everything. I have afib and I can feel that more than hear it, but with the skips and things, I feel like I can hear every one of them. It sure doesn't make for getting any sleep at night, lying awake being able to hear any abnormalities and getting anxious when they come. I wish I couldn't hear my heartbeat at all or feel it either. I think most people can't.

Anyway, as I was lying there I was thinking about writing and I thought about the names of my favorite movies. I came up with a little found poem using the names of the movies.

Calendar girls
flash dancing
under the Tuscan sun.

Hope floats
while
romancing the stone.

Something like that. I may add more to it later when I can think of some more movies that I really like.