March 2020
I've Collapsed?
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Covid 19 fallout keeps getting worse and worse. Some of my upcoming art shows are canceled or postponed. Not that I could do them anyway. I know I wouldn't be able to do anything physical, but I'd be present, there in the back of my booth. But that isn't what this blog is about...
LWP
I am addicted to these Little White Pills. They are so much better than the other ones and I don't have to wait 4 to 6 hours for my next dose.
I think they are happy I'm all laid up and unable to do much of anything besides sit in this recliner with them piled up on me or beside me.
If there is a silver lining to breaking my arm, it is this. That I am forced to be still and I have one good arm to hold them with. Hands down.
Bones and Corona
Apparently the sky is falling. I look up and say to it, "Be careful where you land, you might break something. Then you'll be cloudy for days and days and daze..."
Then I'd say to the universe, "Gimme a break", but I don't think i could take another one.
Broken bone, canceled shows, so much uncertainty. But it's Friday and last I checked, nobody's canceled the weekend.
So I'll just kick back in my sling, take my pain killers like a good girl and keep a blind eye on the sky.
Because what else is there to do now?