Me thinks I am born again . . .
Alas, last night I was once again attacked
with this unknown malady. I was screaming
ill from 7:00 - 1:30 a.m. I truly believe I've
paid for all my sins, even those I have yet
to commit! I'm going to get right on that!
What is it about illness that returns us to a
childhood we thought we had left behind?!
I yelled at my father over and over, asking,
nay demanding, that he heal me. Poor man.
Must be how God feels when we take our
angst, anger, issues, out on him!
Today, I'm fine. I'm going to make an attempt
though, to stay in touch, via remembering . . .
but, oh how fast the mind forgives and forgets
all! Not quite sure what to give up? Chile?
Hot peppers? Margaritas? Coronitas? Seconds?
Ya, I get it; 'tis my fault entirely!
oh body be mine
promise i will treat you right
if you believe that . . .
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