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Roo-ness has mono. Icka. I sympathize; been there, done that. My father, this morning, asked me if I had peculiar cravings while I was ill. I said, "I craved... um, death."
And maybe I have to be "mom" for a while because
In other news, my mother departs for a psychological conference in London this evening. She's terrified of flying, and being out of the country alone. I think this is symptomatic of her childhood; being the only family of Eastern descent for a forty-mile radius in the 1960s is ostracizing. She didn't have (m)any friends for a while, and stuck close to home and her siblings. Seeing her adaption, her successes in her career and ability to relate on an interpersonal level with so many individuals with various social and mental-health disorders is pretty impressive, at least to me.
I just wanted to say that he reminds me of of myself at his age.
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