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SPRING: 15 Baha 177 (3 April 2020)
Thy name is my healing, O my God and remembrance of thee is my remedy.
I'm worn out. I'm amazed at other people's talent. It's not safe to make comparisons.
2°. 11 a.m. in Missoula
7°. 1 p.m. in Buffalo
-3°. 7 p.m. in Tromso
7°. 1 a.m. in Taipei
Snow flurries, a veil across the mountains. Purple Grape hyacinth in bloom.
Nothing yet for the Dew Drop Inn.
None so far today.
"Guardian of the Veil" by Gregory Spencer. Surrealistic and strange.
What I posted on spacebook in response to three things I like that most people don't:
and a quiet cemetery!
I do not fear the dead.
I fear the stinky living.
I binged a bit watching Dimash Kudaibergen today. I choose this video because it's from Angola and in Portuguese.
SENIOR CENTER and COFFEEHOUSE
I saw Kathi, Ruth and Ben at the Senior Center when I picked up a free meal. Teriyaki chicken?
My friends still post silly and false memes on spacebook. I'm tired of this.
Taiwan has more people than New York. It is one of the most densely populated places on earth. Today it reports 348 positive cases of the Wuhan-virus (which is what they call it there) and 5 deaths. Fewer cases than Costa Rica. New York on the other hand has over 100,000 cases and within a couple days should pass both Spain and Italy. There is no good news about the pandemic today.
I responded to Robert Waltz today:
"I think knowing yourself is a good starting point to be able to accept yourself as is or change yourself.
Since you mention beer ... I never liked the taste nor smell of it. I liked wine! Deep red sweet luscious wine. Easy to accept that about myself. It was harder when I realized I shouldn't touch alcohol in any form. So I don't. But if I needed to drink beer to stay alive or needed to take a nightcap of deep red port (for my health of course...) would I be flexible enough to face that new reality?"