The days blur again. I am looking forward to Friday when I have my Ocrevus infusion, almost a month late. My body is putting me through it and I am glad that I got a lot of writing and editing done before the wires crossed again. My husband calls MS my little demon and he’s not wrong. Sometimes I feel as if something else has taken over. Gets into my head, my limbs. I drop things, bump into things. Sometimes pins/needles in a leg, my feet. Hands. Chest! Sometimes, my mood swings so hard it hurts and I only hope that the version of myself I feel is facing the word is not as horrid as it feels.
I am going to go through my Notes app and pull out all the drafts, so that I have a nice stack to read through during my six hours on Friday. I will also, of course, bring my laptop and a book, maybe two. My youngest (18) wanted to come along and I didn’t have the heart to say no. But I’m tempted. Ha!
I also plan to peek into my “Done” folder. I usually just print off the document and throw it in without looking at anything else. No temptation to go back and peek at anything but I haven’t counted anything since I created the folder. I am hoping for more than 30. What is the magic number for a book filled with micro, Flash, anecdotes, etc?
I will eventually fall back to my failed projects. *Failed only to me. Bright ideas that flashed for a while then burned out?* The first being when I came back from Sicily. So much went on when we moved back. Drama, trauma, that everything was just pushed far back into a corner. Thank goodness I have so many photos. Those could be a mini project I suppose.