Colds, being stress-free, and amusing incidents over the road.

I could basically talk about one of a number of things today. I can't quite work out which to muse on.

I could relate what I saw today as I looked out my bedroom window to the house opposite. A man pulled up in a white ford, clearly in some distress, and began to throw small stones at an upstairs window, presumably either to get the attention of the occupant, or as a rather inexpert attempt at a break in. Anyway, he gave up eventually and drove away. Never once did he try to use the door bell (though obviously if he was breaking in, using the doorbell would not have been a good way of going about it).
It would be quite interesting to provide you with a little diatribe about having a cold. Its always quite fun around campus at this time of year because almost everybody, myself included seems to have a cold. I was not alone in sitting in my lecture with a box of tissues in front me today frantically trying to take notes and blow my nose at the same time. It probably wasn't pretty, but I wasn't too inclined to care about that to be honest. It was also quite entertaining coming home, because every time I sneezed everybody within earshot (possibly much of Exeter) turned around and gave me a sympathetic look.
Alternatively I could choose to talk for a while about another thing which I have been thinking a bit about today. I think people get too stressed about things. I'll qualify that by saying that I count myself as someone who also gets stressed (see yesterdays blog for an example of me getting stressed at some potatos) but really there's no need. That's not to say its not good to get passionate about things, but getting stressed is another matter. In fact, maybe it is reasonable to be stressed if you think you should really be in control in whatever situation, but you aren't living up to your own standards. But to be quite honest, I have tried convincing myself that I am in control before, and the simple fact is that I am not in control. Thankfully, I believe that God is, which makes it all a lot easier.

It appears that in the end I chose to muse on everything. Which is always ambitious, but often quite interesting.