I had read her post last night, her post about going to New York for a consult and ending up in the hospital for a terrifying four days instead. This morning, i woke with her on my mind. I took my little thyroid-adjuster and returned to bed, but not to sleep. Instead, the prose had sprung to mind and begged to be written. One does as the Muse requests...especially for a friend.
The paper I used is precious to me. I had bought the stationery in Okinawa, back in 1981 or 1982. For her, I gave one of the three sheets I still had. She is worth that, and so much more.
I had read her post last night, her post about going to New York for a consult and ending up in the hospital for a terrifying four days instead.
ReplyDeleteThis morning, i woke with her on my mind.
I took my little thyroid-adjuster and returned to bed, but not to sleep. Instead, the prose had sprung to mind and begged to be written.
One does as the Muse requests...especially for a friend.
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ReplyDeleteThe paper I used is precious to me.
I had bought the stationery in Okinawa, back in 1981 or 1982.
For her, I gave one of the three sheets I still had.
She is worth that, and so much more.