I dreamed last night of being in the
airport, looking out at jets taxiing past my window as I patiently
wait. For twenty years I raced to airports and waited for jets,
living your life to someone else's schedule, then totally helpless
to affect the weather, delays, connections, cancellations. Like my
dream, I was always the man patiently sitting, watching the jets,
waiting for my next available flight.
I had three hours of dizzy spills today, enough to keep me from
washing dishes or driving the car, but not enough for the
disability insurance to dispute my claim. Show proof.
We sold our home and moved into a
cramped condo that we can now afford. For the first time, we are
uncomfortable, and reminded daily that we have accepted a lifestyle
we did not choose. When we argue, one must leave the house to allow
both to calm down.
Our cat died in May, but had gone from
having rooms full of sunlight to one cramped corner and two north
facing, always closed windows. When he died, we decided it would be
cruel to bring another cat here. We imagine, and can still hear, his
footsteps when we call him.