...changing your heart...
...money can't buy you back the love that you had then...
Lawks, poor Captain - has a cold, the poor boy. He sounds dreadful, though he says he doesn't feel dreadful. He doesn't feel 100%, he says, but he says he doesn't feel terrible. He's not running a fever or anything - just terrible cough, sore throat, and congestion. We shall have to monitor his taking of decongestants, though, because of his blood pressure. We will get the Captain well!
Today: Momsie's birthday. I need to call her tonight. I believe she's on the road right now, headed to Georgia for a conference. My brother's birthday is Sunday. I think my folks will be back Saturday; no doubt we'll do a big Sunday lunch for his birthday. I wonder if my sister-in-law is planning something for the friends and such on Saturday? Hrm.
So much to do this month - so many celebrations, so much time for autumn to settle in properly and heal the soul, to rejuvenate the mind, to make hours all through the day and night more beautiful than any time of year, more *real*, more robust and thoughtful, if that makes sense. I don't know how to express what autumn does for me, other than clarifying things. Sure, it makes me more remote, more restless, but that's clarity, that's insight. That's healing.
*sigh* Didn't sleep well last night. Probably mixed too many meds, trying to take care of too much. Stewart didn't help, deciding that 3am was a great time to bang on doors and head-butt me. :P Can't focus this morning. I'll let the day drag me along until I can get my bearings.
Lawks, poor Captain - has a cold, the poor boy. He sounds dreadful, though he says he doesn't feel dreadful. He doesn't feel 100%, he says, but he says he doesn't feel terrible. He's not running a fever or anything - just terrible cough, sore throat, and congestion. We shall have to monitor his taking of decongestants, though, because of his blood pressure. We will get the Captain well!
Today: Momsie's birthday. I need to call her tonight. I believe she's on the road right now, headed to Georgia for a conference. My brother's birthday is Sunday. I think my folks will be back Saturday; no doubt we'll do a big Sunday lunch for his birthday. I wonder if my sister-in-law is planning something for the friends and such on Saturday? Hrm.
So much to do this month - so many celebrations, so much time for autumn to settle in properly and heal the soul, to rejuvenate the mind, to make hours all through the day and night more beautiful than any time of year, more *real*, more robust and thoughtful, if that makes sense. I don't know how to express what autumn does for me, other than clarifying things. Sure, it makes me more remote, more restless, but that's clarity, that's insight. That's healing.
*sigh* Didn't sleep well last night. Probably mixed too many meds, trying to take care of too much. Stewart didn't help, deciding that 3am was a great time to bang on doors and head-butt me. :P Can't focus this morning. I'll let the day drag me along until I can get my bearings.