Monday, February 18, 2019

I am taking the day off.  I am in recovery. Outside when the sun shines little birds hop around the wet ground.  Chirping in the distance.  I keep adjusting my heater trying to find the right level of heat in this big drafty house.  Nothing is satisfactory.  Did a load of wash, watched an old episodes of Rachel Maddow news show. Baking a potato in the oven. Need to replace all the food  thrown out after no power for four days.  I don’t want to leave home.  Tomorrow, I think. Am losing my fear of the coming nighttime.

I am continuing to read LOST CHILDREN ARCHIVE and it gets better and better. I am trying to make it last as long as possible.

During this last week I turned into a bag lady with smelly dirty clothes, clumped hair and a dejected look.  So quickly.  Now after a shower and a day in heat and light I am back to my familiar older self.