Nothing short of a miracle

[sovay]

Yesterday I couldn't sleep for pain: I finally got out of bed around eight in the morning, when the sky had gone right back to winter with the flooding light of a much later season. Spring is technically the end of this week and it had better mean it, is all I'm saying. schreibergasse dropped by around noon with hugs and hot cross buns. My father picked me up in the afternoon and took me to the Harvard Art Museums and Burdick's, both of which were profoundly appreciated. I wished I had brought a camera; some of the views from the third floor of the museum were the exact kind of clear-lit brick-and-concrete angles I love. I acquired a collection of Ben Shahn's photography—which I hadn't even known existed; I grew up with one of his posters in my grandparents' house, but I'd thought he was a painter and printmaker only—from the basement of the Harvard Book Store. We made carrot-ginger soup for dinner and derspatchel and I watched the first half-hour of a movie I had waited actual years to see. I hope to finish the rest tonight.

In the night, I dreamed that I was late for a therapist's appointment; I had thought it was in Lexington when it was in Somerville and I was trying to walk back before I missed the whole session, after dark, with no money for bus fare.

Today the mail brought me a package from yhlee, containing a potpourri of CDs and a first edition of A.E. Housman's More Poems (1936). (This is for all ill-treated fellows / Unborn and unbegot, / For them to read when they're in trouble / And I am not.) I met Matthew for an hour and a half at Diesel, which has new chalkboards and a new menu. Some small cat was very ill in the night and I'm hoping they don't feel like an encore, especially since Autolycus has staked out my computer bag as his newest sleeping spot. We're making grits and cheese for dinner, because right now I can't chew anything denser than noodles or soup. I am still here.

Comments

[yhlee]

I'm sorry about the pain but glad that other happy things happened. I regret sorely that I hardly took advantage of Boston's museums while I was there (too stressed when I was a teacher, and also Joe has no interest in museums). May the movie be good!

[kore]

PAIN, ARGH

But which movie is it??

[kate_nepveu]

I am sorry that so many things are terrible, but glad you are still here. Thanks for the update.

[umadoshi]

I hope the pain is better today, and that you were able to get some sleep last night. :(

[genarti]

I was going to say "we may have just missed each other at Diesel" until I reread and realized that you wrote this post last nigh, instead of this morning. I was there for a while last night with skygiants before we went to the PMRP. (Delightful, and gleefully hammy.)

I love winter, and all the same I cannot wait for spring. Enough of the ice, enough.

[gwynnega]

There are many excellent things in this post. I'm sorry you can eat only soft things, but grits and cheese sounds delicious. I hope spring shows up on schedule in your part of the country!

[handful-ofdust.livejournal.com]

Still here. Two very beautiful words.

[cucumberseed.livejournal.com]

Many anxiety dreams this week here, too. *hugs*

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Some music coming your way.

You've reminded me that i need to make carrot ginger soup.

Glad you're still here.

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

I looked up Ben Shahn and the art style in his prints looked familiar. I think I have narrowed down my association to these and probably other art from my childhood in that style.

*gives you a broom for chasing away your anxiety dreams*