I Can See Clearly Now
Springing Forward Riding shotgun in Abby's car on the I-90 bridge, 3.11.2021. Abby had her first performance of The Complete Works of Shakespeare last night, and she was marvelous. She was lit up like an 80s FM haunted house at Halloween when she got home. That was great to see, and I love that she finds such joy in something. Leiney, always clutch, drove Abby over and back so I could have therapy and Jenny could continue to rest while receiving chemo (5 FU) through her take home pump. Therapy was, as it should be, cathartic, and especially affirming. 3rd week of putting issues around the pinche motherfucker in the box, and it's going well. When I was trying to describe my current relationship with Jenny, I described her as a friend, searching for the right words. My doctor asked me, if you had a friend who was knowingly and intentionally doing something that hurt(s) you, would you remain friends? Fair point. So, I don't know how to describe this rela...