Pooped

I could have used the word “fatigue” or maybe “exhaustion” but they don’t live in this body of mine.

This is not a tale of woe, a “poor me” or a plea for pity.  My sinking muscles and bones are just the way it is right now.  I’m fascinated with the current state of Bruce. 

Beyond the reality of today’s body, all is well.  I also remind myself that “All things must pass.”  The spring in the step will return.

In the spirit of figuring things out, I see three causes of my slump:

1.  Practicing my cello leading up to our May 25 concert

2.  Hosting my nephew Jagger for 17 days

3.  Studying Dutch as I peak for the June 8 final exam

Reasons for may have some interest but I choose to simply live in this lovely bag of flesh … moment-to-moment.  It’s a privilege to have a body and feel it working well in my 70’s.

Keep going, you arms and legs and everything else

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