What a beautiful day. I have been sitting in the backyard reading for the first time this year. Of course the fact that the guys are laying flooring in the kitchen makes the backyard that much more appealing.
We went to Crystal Lake yesterday afternoon for dinner. It was delicious being there beside the lake and trying to remember when I didn't feel like crap.
Tomorrow we go to Peterborough to see Tobin. Its been eight weeks now. It feels quick when I look back and like it will be forever if I look forward. So I am trying not too
I feel very dull today. Like I have nothing deep, inspirational or meaningful to say. Physically I guess I am doing ok but spiritually I am getting weary. I can't imagine where I am going to draw from for the next 40 weeks. I keep telling myself its this or death but then really we are all going to die sometime so that argument really doesn't work. I am doing this because....... Gee I don't remember why I am doing this, I just am. Its like why climb the mountain - because its there.
Why would I get the illness if surviving the treatment wasn't import in a learning sort of way. Ok God, I'm taking your damn test. Do I have to wait 40 weeks for my grade. And it better be an "A".
flinging love into the universe
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