February 22, 2009

Choosing to be sane.

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Tonight, I come to you (not so) fresh from two days in the hospital. I am not too interested in telling details but I’ll say that I was the visitor and not the visited. There was no death involved unless you count the death of silence and there is now a nagging hope of a new tomorrow; one that simply by showing up, I have pledged to make time for.
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Hope really can be a nag; often right up to the point it turns into hopelessness or blossoms into health.
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4 comments:

Barry said...

Hey Phan,

"Choosing to be sane" I used to joke, would be a great title for a blank book. (At one time I wanted to create a whole series.) It seemed appropriate for the title of a post couched in mystery and highly personal. I agree about the moon, personally I cannot hide behind it enough.

:-)

Barry

Barry said...

4'33 is a silent composition by John Cage.

Anonymous said...

Barry, you have often been in my thoughts these past couple of weeks. Know that you have friends and support whenever you need it. :)

Barry said...

Hi Beth,

Thank You. I appreciate that a lot and beyond that I can feel it. You are awesome.

Barry