I’ve been thinking it might be time to send myself off to the repair shop. It’s spring, after all, time for renewing oneself body, mind, and spirit, current global challenges notwithstanding. I’ve been having a few issues. Things aren’t running as smoothly as I’d like. The engine occasionally overheats and there are other problems to be dealt with. I’d get to it myself but I’ve … Continue reading Do we want what we want?
Arrogance is the quality of being arrogant. An utterly useless statement, of course. Circular definitions are unhelpful most of the time. I find arrogance interesting. I find it interesting because I too often find myself engaging in it. I recognize it when it creeps up on me and changes my tone of voice and body language. I recognize it when a superior smirk tries to … Continue reading Arrogance is not required.
I’ve finished the radiation therapy for my early-stage breast cancer and despite my anxiety-driven imaginings, things went okay. Physically. Getting your head around the mental stuff is more of a challenge. First, you have to acknowledge something has happened. I had five weeks of treatment, four of nausea and fatigue, and very little burning compared to some. My skin is resilient it seems, though I … Continue reading Radiation and eating disorders.
It occurred to me today as I sat down to write another crap journal entry (I’m not enamoured with journalling of late) that I had written almost nothing about the coronavirus. This struck me as rather odd and a bit navel-gazey. A journal doesn’t have to be all about me. Other things do happen in the world. The Covid19 outbreak will get plenty of historical … Continue reading Where do we go from here?
