Well, sorry for the absence (and for future absences), but not sorry. Reality comes crashing down from time to time and we need to acknowledge our humanity. Am not patchwork robot, as some assume, but rather interact as full human in day-to-day relationshipe that require maintenance and care. Traveling down south, back and forth, to keep doing RealJob while also trying however tenuously to embrace waning memory is now the new priority.
I haven’t slept in a month, yet life goes on all around me.
I’ll sew whenever I can because that is the only solace I’ve ever known.
Though, for now, I make no promises to you other than that I’ll be back here whenever I can.
Listen to this remembrance of Oliver Sacks to get a sense of my mood…I guess, maybe.