Tramadol is pain relief.

Sometimes when I'm book packing, I take half a pill in the morning, just after the 10am meeting, and another after lunch break at 2pm to soothe my time at work.  The pills provide a sense of well being.

My feet barely touch the ground and my attention gets directed to basic functions such as the way my body moves through the warehouse; I focus on the particular way I'm bending as I swoop down to pick from a lower shelf, or I concentrate on moving gracefully, as I reach up to pick from a higher shelf and then as I carry the books to their designated box (sometimes I need to double check it's the right box, especially when I've taken pills), I do it with a heightened awareness of exactly how they are balanced by my body that supports the load, I pack with a stronger sense of purpose ... pills  transform the mundane into a piece of performance art. Well anyway, that's what is going on in my head, and what goes around in my head is all that really matters.

So, these blog posts work like Tramadol; they are an expression of stuff that whirls around in my head that give me a sense of well being.  Sometimes the words that drift around in my head develop a kind of structure, they begin to organize themselves into a sort of 'narrative image'  like a story in a snapshot and then the words can find release from the whirly pit inside my head, they take on a formation that can be posted out to the world. Out of my head and off into cyberspace. When it's gone there's a sense of ease, well being, (I call it the Tramadol effect).

And that's what these blog posts are about.