After reading the comments from yesterday's post, I feel better about calling myself a wellness writer even though I'm not always well. And I would like to thank Duane, Gianna, John D, Hanna, and Marja for helping me see the light.
I've written before that I'd would probably be categorized as "quite well indeed" if hibernation was considered an admirable skill to have developed. What if...instead of having to apologize for falling off the radar screen for months at a time, I could boast, "Hey, I've really got this hibernation thing under control. It works just like clockwork from November 1 to March 1. And when I awaken from my winter's sleep, I've got a huge amount of energy."
Or, what if...the people at NASA felt there was a burgeoning market for astronauts who could hibernate in space? The above photo, which I could only find once and then it disappeared, was evidently a prototype of a machine for hibernating in space. Think of how cool it would be to be picked to be an astronaut just because you're SAD (seasonal affective disorder).
Certainly, I would feel much better about myself if I could say, "I'm a wellness writer and an astronaut."