Monday, December 02, 2002

Thanksgiving is a tough bird. With parents in town, and my own trip to Peoria, I haven't slept in my own bed for almost a week. And I'm so excited. Relieved. Comforted. I don't know how to describe the sensation of knowing the sensation of climbing under the covers tonight, even the mild radiant heat of the halogen lamp as I puzzle myself through a game of chess on my Visor Edge before to put my brain at rest. It made me physically smile at the thought when I got home today. Even though my infected sinuses are making the entire left side of my face hurt. Even that has a certain appeal, that weakened whooziness. I guess, for me, it makes me feel vulnerable in a way that endears me to me, like the parental side of my personality taking care of a sick child, and knowing, in that same moment, that the child is me, and that the parent is me - that I can be vulnerable and strong at the same time. 12:05:32 AM