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It is late, as is often the case whenever I sit down to commit my thoughts to this, my personal digital domain. Usually this is because my days and nights are so full of one thing or another - work, music; seemingly random occurrences that serve to add colour to my life - but sadly, not this week. I am currently at home, convalescing quietly while the rest of the band is at FolkLife in Seattle. I should be, dearly wish that I was there, but once again the universe shows me that it has an interesting sense of both timing and humour: the joke this time is in the form of yet another bacterial infection that has found its way into my left leg, resulting in painful swelling, a high fever for days, and daily trips to Burnaby General Hospital for IV antibiotics, which will continue for several more days.
In the meantime, when I am not making my way either to or from the hospital, I am here at home, staying off my leg as much as possible and resting, watching movies, spending excessive amounts of time on-line. Today marks the five-month mark for my lady and I, and so on the way home, I acquired flowers for her. It's a little thing, a moment of unexpected beauty that I can easily interject into her busy life; she deserves flowers and so much more. My lady does so much for me, on top of taking care of her own daily needs, affairs and raising two children! She knows a fair bit about my recent past and what happened to me, and knows that, even after all this time, there are still some cuts that haven't finished healing and helps me any way that she can. Don't think I don't know how lucky I am.