Wrote that this morning on the way to the Y. Seems long ago. Was it
worth the effort?
And now I add--that was kicked in as two police cars passed me. There
must have been a lot of backing up and turning around. I image it
looked like a demolition derby. This was unlike the type traffic
accident that gets cleared. There'd've been no clearing.
Yesterday I had a massive Amygdala Hijack. At the dinner table, as I
was beginning telling about my day, it seemed like everyone got up and
walked away. I was distraught and stunned. And then afterward sitting
in the livingroom, I told
everyone how I felt. It was probably one of those times I'd've been
better off saying nothing. This the difficult part where I should be
detailed and specific but that'd be hard. I wrote the bit about the
bridge instead. Dorothea said that was I making my family "other." it
is that doubleness of closeness as a comfort and an edge.
I wonder if I can make a connection with the bridge.
--
David
www.schons.net
