One morning I got up and I couldn’t connect to the Internet. So I drank my tea and watched the sunrise instead. “This is nice.” I thought. The next day I couldn’t connect again. So, again I sat and drank my tea and watched the sunrise. Then I thought, “Life is more beautiful than the Internet.”
That’s why I haven’t been posting lately. Because of that and because I took a ride from a sick neighbor and got sick.
For awhile I thought I was going to die. Even though I wasn’t that sick and was still walking 5-7 miles a day.
Every time I get sick, I think I’m going to die. I say, “Crow, you’re about to the end of your trail now.”
I think I do it because it makes being sick more of an adventure.
Regular post to resume shortly.