I remember how I was when I got Covid a couple of summers ago. For a whole week I lay in bed, asleep or delirious, like Martin Sheen’s character in the beginning of “Apocalypse Now.” Then one day, I woke up feeling healthy. To paraphrase a Robert Earl Keen song, I felt good feeling good again.
Yes, finally recovered completely and was truly thrilled during my morning run near the harbor. I got to see a beautiful species of small, black and white waterfowl. I was so grateful to be up and running!
I remember how I was when I got Covid a couple of summers ago. For a whole week I lay in bed, asleep or delirious, like Martin Sheen’s character in the beginning of “Apocalypse Now.” Then one day, I woke up feeling healthy. To paraphrase a Robert Earl Keen song, I felt good feeling good again.
"Doomed to be an optimist" is a nice paradox! And I'm all in favor of optimism--gloominess may be in fashion, but it's no fun.
And I'm all in favor of paradox, a weighty subject and a future post!
So your Dear Readers trust you are feeling ALL BETTER now?
Optimism may be outre, but it's a desirable state of mind
Yes, finally recovered completely and was truly thrilled during my morning run near the harbor. I got to see a beautiful species of small, black and white waterfowl. I was so grateful to be up and running!