I have been sick for the last week.
I am trying to heal, but time doesn't wait for sickness. I was able to take one day off school last week in order to rest, and now I am healing. Unfortunately for me, at the end of my colds, things settle into my lungs and my throat gets dry, and I end up coughing a lot. In fact, I can't really speak right now, it throws me into coughing fits so quickly (and I am SO sick of cough drops).
So, I am being quiet. I am eating home made chicken pho, and being silent.
The clouds are covering Portland, and a subdued light casts over everything. It makes for a rather nice, quiet feeling amidst everything, reminding me of an Ani Difranco song that starts,
The sky is grey
The sand is grey
And the ocean is grey,
And I feel right at home,
In this stunning monochrome,
Alone in my way...
I learned of a friend losing her dog today, and it absolutely broke my heart. I lost my own dog, Buddy, a few years ago to ridiculous, frustrating, stupid circumstances that were totally out of my control. Being as empathetic as I am, I feel for her and her little family and their loss.
(I don't mind being empathetic. It's part of me.)
In a bit, I will go feather hunting around the neighborhood....wandering seems the only logical, meditative act to work through those feelings.
I hope you having a beautiful, calm week...