Loaded the dishwasher. Piece by piece. Like a puzzle. Simple. Relaxing. Easier than talking, watching, listening. Like a tangled fire, people are, staccato, flickering complicated rhythms, sucking oxygen from the air. Must shield my eyes, my chest. Must lean on furniture, door ways, counter tops.
2 hours we were there, maybe three, Aunt visiting, so many people, wonderful gifts, good people. I sure love my parents. Just hard to maneuver, exhaustion, hunching over, contorted. Whew, I kept saying, whew...
Shook my confidence for tomorrow. Every thing's up in the air... lighter that way. We'll see. We'll see. My little holiday on meds.
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Hi Ample,
I'm trying to remember when I had a Holiday off meds;)
Take it easy & Have a good one:)
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