The way the light falls on the bus on the way home

[sovay]

So I did not sleep at all in the process of making my very early PT appointment for which I had waited two weeks. That was not optimal.

The PT herself listened to me and did some exercises with me and has a plan of treatment and the scheduling for the next month will be a nightmare, but I am actually in less pain than I was when I arrived at her office. That was exactly what I wanted.

Afterward I met a_reasonable_man in Harvard Square and without preamble he handed me, wrapped in brown paper, a secondhand first edition of Ludwig Wittgenstein's Remarks on Frazer's Golden Bough (1979) translated by A.C. Miles and bilingual in English and German. It falls open at the passage obviously most important to its previous owner, since it has been both bracketed and underscored word by word in red ink:

Burning in effigy. Kissing the picture of a loved one. This is obviously not based on a belief that it will have a definite effect on the object which the picture represents. It aims at some satisfaction and it achieves it. Or rather, it does not aim at anything; we act in this way and then feel satisfied.

That was amazing.

And I got home to see that thisbluespirit has made Elemental fan art for Fermium, who rated a brief mention in my Sapphire & Steel fic "Assignment 96" and may be owed a story of his own to asakiyume. He is played by Robin Sachs. That's just great.

I am now desperately going to try to nap so that I can finish a lot of work that I would much rather ignore in favor of writing, but aside from the thing where I had to pay for taxis both ways between my house and Davis ($19, Governor, thank you very much), today so far has exceeded expectations.

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[sovay]

Well, that is no small something, but I'm really sorry about the lack of sleep.

I managed to nap for about three hours in the afternoon, by which I mean I fed some importunate cats and crashed onto the bed next to spatch. It was cool and dim and I dreamed about singing with Van Heflin. (Can Van Heflin sing? I have no idea! He was in a musical with Judy Garland, but mostly he watched her singing.) I feel somewhat less dead.

And I'm very happy indeed to make elemental fanart! (If only I could draw!)

I can't draw at all and I like your fanart! You have a really good eye for faces and colors. I still want more fic with Mercury because I like his art so much.

[thisbluespirit]

It was cool and dim and I dreamed about singing with Van Heflin. (Can Van Heflin sing? I have no idea! He was in a musical with Judy Garland, but mostly he watched her singing.) I feel somewhat less dead.

Aw, good. <3

And, yes, I must write more Mercury some time. I should maybe rewatch the episode of The Strange Report where Saeed Jaffrey made me cast him, because it's been a looong while now. Mercury was easy, though, because it has so many different uses, which meant I was spoilt for choice on Google images. Some of the others have been spartan. And the Transuranics tend to be spartan results, but with more nuclear explosions and nuclear warning signs.

I've been writing my last few stories from my various Lists of Prompts using a number randomiser. (It saves me being like a donkey with 500 carrots to choose from. And I'm less untired than I thought as I had some trouble not writing that as a carrot with 500 donkeys, which would be a very different situation, although not far off some bad days, I think.)