Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present. I’d like to dedicate this blog to a person I know. He got some bad news from his doctor. Another damn hill.
I ran for my school. I ran cross country and track. We ran five miles in the morning and 9 miles in the afternoon. The coach would come into the locker room and announce which runs we would be doing. We always seemed to moan and groan, slam our lockers shut, no matter what run we did. I always hated the runs that had a lot of hills. I hated hills. Now there are two ways you can approach a hill: you can either take your sweet-ass time and saunter up the hill, or charge it. You treat the hill like a workout within a workout. I know this person that got the bad news will charge this hill.
I was at therapy the other day. I mentioned to a therapist, I talked about her in my blog. The other therapist verbally attacked me. They said, “How come you never talk about me? We’ve been working together for years.” It was like being verbally attacked by a bunch of school girls. I couldn’t get out of there quick enough, but I am gonna call them all “Spark” from now on. You see, like my health assistant, my family and friends, they bring a spark of light to my dark world. They’re helping me get better. It’s taking a long time, but I am getting better. So, it’s worth it to stick to your therapy. It might be monotonous, but it’s worth sticking to it.
Thanks again, all you Sparks!
On another note, I got a birdfeeder that sticks to my window. it attracts a few birds, but it mostly attracts squirrels. This one squirrel that comes all the time, I think it’s retarded. I can get in inches of it. It just stands there and looks at me. It’s kind of cool. I never got that close to a squirrel before. For some reason, my dog just shakes.
That’s all for this week. If you’re doing therapy, stick to it, it’s worth it. Talk to you next week.
Love, B. Nice