Wednesday, October 29, 2025

      In a long telephone conversation my friend tells me, “you are not as funny as you think you are.”  I respond why then are you laughing, and she says she is being polite. I argue with her. I am funny. She is still my friend.

     Cold morning.  The repair worker is waiting for parts to fix the heater. Today I count on the sun to warm up the house. 

     I am totally intrigued by THE SPELL OF THE SENSUOUS a non fiction book by David Abram. He describes the conflict between understanding the world through mathematics and symbols, and the body lived experience of the perceiving person. A slow thoughtful exploration. I am now reading four books.

     Yesterday was a restless day. I had difficulty settling into the day. I was waiting for the MOW volunteer to bring my daily meals, the cleaners to arrive and then the repair person who never arrived. It was a day of waiting. Is this a sign that I am getting better. I keep fantasizing driving to the beach, walking through Target, hanging out at Home Depot. Parking lot. Soon I will do it.