And I'll breathe the dust of cosmos and wild rosebud
Today is my father's birthday. There have been years when I did not celebrate it with him, but I was in grad school at the time, or in different countries. I've called him and sent e-mail. I should have put a card in the mail last week, but I had not yet adjusted to the new timing.
I would hate to be confined to my apartment and immediate environs for eighteen months. I would hate to be without museums and rehearsals and trips to D.C. to see my godchild. I would hate to be in these levels of pain. I have lost so many years out of my life already, I feel most of the time as though the majority of my life has been a waste of waking up; it would hurt very much to add to that. I would rather lose as much time as it takes to make sure of a vaccine and treatments that are not wishful thinking or snake oil than pretend it's safe when it's not. I appreciate my governor being one of the people who don't want to jump the gun. I still wish I'd been able to replace him with an ethical artichoke in 2018, but he might be working his way up to, as![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
phi aptly identified, a turnip with common sense.
Today's installment of the New Decameron is Lila Garrott's "The Prudent Traveller's Guide to Venice (Excerpted), 1872," which I adore. It's so beautifully worked out and so matter-of-fact about how it reveals it.
I would hate to be confined to my apartment and immediate environs for eighteen months. I would hate to be without museums and rehearsals and trips to D.C. to see my godchild. I would hate to be in these levels of pain. I have lost so many years out of my life already, I feel most of the time as though the majority of my life has been a waste of waking up; it would hurt very much to add to that. I would rather lose as much time as it takes to make sure of a vaccine and treatments that are not wishful thinking or snake oil than pretend it's safe when it's not. I appreciate my governor being one of the people who don't want to jump the gun. I still wish I'd been able to replace him with an ethical artichoke in 2018, but he might be working his way up to, as
phi aptly identified, a turnip with common sense.Today's installment of the New Decameron is Lila Garrott's "The Prudent Traveller's Guide to Venice (Excerpted), 1872," which I adore. It's so beautifully worked out and so matter-of-fact about how it reveals it.
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I've been having similar thoughts to yours, although I think my space is less constrained and I have only intermittent chronic pain of a minor variety. But the depth of time in which so many necessary, desperately needed or desperately wanted things cannot happen, is daunting. I hope they will find a good anti-viral. I would feel so much better if we had a real federal government and not a sabotaging arbitrary mass of nonsense.
It's cheering that governors on both coasts are banding together to do sensible things. It's just all so slow.
P.
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I shall convey your well-wishes to him!
I feel for people whose birthdays occur during this mess. Mine was just before, and I don't know what things will be like next year for the next one.
I'm glad you had yours before. My mother's, in hindsight, was just about the last date we could have had a party. I have told my father IOU him many books.
I would feel so much better if we had a real federal government and not a sabotaging arbitrary mass of nonsense.
Oh, God, yes. I'm hoping we can get one in November.
It's cheering that governors on both coasts are banding together to do sensible things. It's just all so slow.
It's the worst combination of slow-motion and constant alert. I was working very hard on not running my body on cortisol. This isn't helping.