Thursday, June 4, 2026

     Lately when I see old friends I haven’t seen for awhile, I blurt out, Oh I am so glad you are still alive. How do I know who has died and who is still alive.  Me too I say, I am still alive, just in case they are not sure. There is no town crier letting us know who has died and who is born.

     I tell my roommate that I am a really smart person. And then I hesitate and remember that for almost two years I waited in the hallway at the Pacific Cancer Center for my oncology appointments. I didn’t know there was a comfortable waiting room. When asked why no one told me about the waiting room, the medical assistant says we thought you wanted to sit in the hallway.

     Inspired by Oliver Sacks book A LEG TO STAND ON, I get out of my recliner and drive downtown to get the needed haircut. He writes about the role of our mind maps controlling what we do and how we live. I don’t know how his writing connected with my need to stop looking like Paul McCartney. Now I look like Kathy.

     Instead of watching the election returns we start watching a new series THE MINDFUL MURDERS on Netflix, a German comedy series. We settle in watching the dubbed English and soon realize it is a fabulous show.