Ah, folks. It remains true that this is one hell of a place to sweat out an appeal. I’ve been spending evenings on the rooftop, listening to the surf and thinking ahead. My lawyer’s working on my behalf, and in the meantime, well, Bill Maher’s taping again….
I’m having less pain, and the meds have all kicked back in. I feel something like normal again. Maybe I can even venture out again. That has not been easy.
It is impossible for me to tell you how much I miss the cats back home. Also people, people.
Anyway, the best I can say is that work continues and I’m happy whenever new poems happen. One day I’ll be able to send some of this to market. All Bright Blessings.