Most of the time when I think about the future, it's pretty immediate like what's for dinner this week, what I'm going to wear, when I'm going to clean house or put up laundry. Long range is wrapping Christmas presents. But, when something goes wrong nothing seems important other than those you love.
I went to the hospital with bp of 220/140 because of some internal pain. Still working on the exact nature of the source but that damn pain is gone and I have to much to do to get sick. There are quilts to be finished. Jamming sessions to be had, and trips to be taken. Hugs and kisses to be given. Tag me not nearly done yet.
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