It’s Tuesday but it feels like a Monday. Maybe ‘cause yesterday was a holiday. Well, officially a holiday. MLK gave some great speeches and I c’n understand why black Americans might want to deify him but, try as I might, it just don’t work for me. ‘Course, when I was a kid, I tho’t Washington & Lincoln were really great men deserving of celebratory b’days...I don’t much feel that way anymore. I don’t mind President’s Day but it’s a kind of madeup holiday that’s more about paid time off than anything else....don’t misunderstand me, I’m in favor of holidays. The more the merrier. But they just don’t seem to have the flavor that I remember.
Much of the joy of the really great holidays comes in the anticipation, the waiting, like the recess bell that signifies freedom......the 4th of July, Hallowe’en, Christmas........if you don’t have that longing to exhale, it just ain’t that great of a day.
It’s a rainy Tuesday....chilly....I made a pot & a half of coffee this morn & drank it all.....this layoff has been good for me, I think. My blood sugars are staying closer to normal, my appetite has improved ( I c’n taste things w/out wanting to vomit)....my energy level has risen tho’ I’m still not ready to go out in the rain to walk the dogs. I’m almost looking forward to this upcoming treatment....well, heck! I am looking fwd to it. It ‘s the last one ‘n I want it over & done. Like this p’ticklar blog.
Justin Other Smith
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