A twitch of the nose,
And she is amongst the stars,
Cradled by the moon.
A NOTE FROM ME
Halloween is right around the corner. Not my favorite holiday – but it’s also my birthday so it’s not all that bad (haha). Come month’s end I’ll be one whole year into my sensational sixties. Woohoo!
So, as a reminder of the wonders of aging, I had to see urgent care the other night. Has anyone ever heard of pulsatile tinnitus? Well, the short of it is that I hear my pulse whooshing in my ears – non-stop, 24/7. I hear it right now… as I type… even with music in my headphones!
Who needs an iWatch when you can listen to the beat of your heart inside of your own head? I’m not complaining though… things could be worse! I still need to see a specialist, but I can officially say that there’s nothing wrong with my head (haha!).
I thought I’d try an illustration without sending it through multiple apps or programs to give it special effects, so this is my original vector graphic. A witch on the moon, holding onto her favorite star. If I could do anything – with the twitch of my nose – I might grab a star and sit on the moon as well. At least once.
I’ll be back into my stories soon. I’ve been going with the flow, and my latest phase has involved eating out with my mother and watching movies. It’s been awesome really.
This is really random, but I was looking through my phone sometime back and saw the glaring headlines about Putin threatening to nuke us all (those of us in the West anyway). I’ve been trying to avoid and ignore those bot generated news stories because I’m REALLY tired of the daily notices that the sun is going to destroy us.
This one was just on Newsweek: Earth to Be Dealt Double Blow As Giant Hole Forms in Sun’s Atmosphere. Ok. But I’ve been seeing these for months! Still here! I want to say that I’m sick and tired of all of the fear mongering. But, then I’m afraid that the minute I actually say that out loud something will REALLY happen and I’ll have to pull my foot out of my mouth. I don’t know.
Anyway, after reading these types of stories (or headlines I should say, because I don’t read most of the stories) I’ve come to one simple conclusion. Life is short, and worrying or complaining only robs us of the precious time that we have.
That being said, I’m starting October, my birth month, with a new ‘positive’ outlook on life. And maybe a stockpile of water, canned goods, and toilet paper (KIDDING!).
Anyway, I think that’s enough for now. Thanks for reading or stopping by… I hope you enjoyed the haiku and illustration!
Peace & Love!
Worry is like a rocking chair: it gives you something to do but never gets you anywhere.Erma Bombeck