After three weeks+ of falling asleep every few hours, being unable to walk much more than 1/4 mile at a time, really bad joint pain and stomach issues, all I know is…I don’t have mono, I don’t have Lyme, I don’t have Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever, I have not suddenly developed narcolepsy. In the end all my doc could tell me was “you have/had an undetermined virus, recovering you are, don’t push yourself until you are completely back. O yeah, and go back to the gym and discover that it is like you have never been there in your life.”
Life can be a mysterious journey. Think we will show color today.
It has been a really hard month. And that is before we talk about the national disaster.
We interred Katherine’s mom yesterday. As Katherine put it she was a strong woman and a force of nature. She had not been herself for a number of years so there is some relief but, of course, no matter how much you expect it, it is still painful.
She was a Bush Republican so we didn’t agree on much politically but she would have been horrified at what is happening in her party today.
Anyway, when we came back from the cemetery yesterday, I went up to her roof deck to look at the harbor. (She lived in Chatham MA). Lo and behold, a whale was swimming through the bushes on her property Talk about magic.
The challenge this week is Face. So many ways to go but…as I write this at 11:29pm on Friday the 13th, this double exposure that I took this morning in South Wellfleet fits the bill. If fits, both because there is a face in it (mine) but also because it fits my mood 18 hours later.
Harlan Ellison wrote a Hugo Award winning short story (1968) called “I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream”. That brilliant title (and story, read it if you never have) sums up how I am feeling at this moment.