dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

on the road with Ming and Laura-Marie

It's time to start the ordeal of sleep.  A loud train is passing by our hotel room. 

I ate Thai food for dinner for the first time since my illness.  I asked for mild, but it did burn my mouth. 

So, I hope I didn't do something stupid.  Maybe I should wait till they do the next endoscopy for spicy stuff.

Oh ulcer, are you healed?  I love you, tummy.  I love you, fundus.  Some say you let me down, but I love you and always will.  Thanks for working well for 42 years.  We'll be back on track.  Very soon.

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