Regrouping

Covid kinda kicked my ass. It stole 2 and a half weeks from me, which compared to some people makes me sound like a whiner. After all, I didn't die. I wasn’t trapped in an apartment, though I did isolate until I was testing negative. And so far, it seems like I’m healing.

I rarely get sick - it’s been years! But, this one got a hold of me and didn’t let go. The most annoying part of this episode was losing my hearing. I can hear, but its very muffled. It feels like Im wearing a helmet, and its been like this for 2 weeks. It’s very isolating. It's very frustrating and annoying.

But life goes on.

I’m a bit of a rover. This time of year means it’s time to close up the studio and move into the vansion.

I did just that a week ago. It wasn’t the usual joyous ritual. I slogged through it, still hampered by my muffled hearing, and slow healing.

I spent a week driving south and chasing autumn. I didn't see the sun for a week. Rain, gloom, cold. The weather matched my mood. The van started its EGR hiccup. I can fix it, but I’ve been on a time frame for two important appointments and couldn't stop to do it.

So life was kicking me around like a hackysack. It happens to everyone - Even high flying highly creative goofballs like me.

Thing is, I’ve been in a post covid funk. I didn't have my usual positive energy. I was waiting to be healthy, waiting to heal. And I wasn’t seeing fast progress. But, it doesn't work like that. It kind of got me down. I didn’t draw. I didn’t design. I didn’t build. I didnt play music. I caught no photos. I sat around waiting to heal. It's not healthy for me to sit around too much. I need to earn it.

But, as it happens, Monday offered a change. For one thing, the sun came out. It was a brilliant bright blue sky day. It was cold, but just seeing the sun brightened my mood. I saw an ENT specialist and he told me my hearing was improving, and signed off on my return to work paperwork. I had three days to goof off before returning to work, so I decided to spoil myself.

I slept in. I finally enjoyed some good coffee after losing my taste and smell. I went for a 20 mile bike ride. I went to a used book store and bought 6 books. I got takeout Chinese food. I purchased some good coffee and my favorite soap.

I did some little things that make me happy. I can feel the energy change in me. I’m starting to take flight. I’ve got ideas.

The bad times help you appreciate the good. Being unhealthy helps you appreciate good health. I’m headed in a better direction.

Here’s two photos.

Thanks for reading, and for listening. Better content coming soon.