pema would be proud, i suppose.
i am living with uncertainty.
never did get through her entire book on that.
maybe i should go back to it.
scratch.
i woke up with my face itchy.
middle of the night.
kept trying to sleep.
damn!
my face un-swelled when we got outta town
and now it's back again.
mold guy came this morning
and said,
yup,
looks bad.
can't get ahold of my landlord.
where are you?
somewhere in canada?
come back, jack...
i don't think i can date like this.
it isn't me.
i don't look like a monster normally, really, i don't.
bad enough i have to face start-of-school students with this look.
it's annoying.
gripe, gripe.
ok.
get on with it, i say.
i have a plan.
i'll just do what i can each day
and
sigh
keep breathing.
(keep breathing spores...!
ARGH!)
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just testing to see if this works...
Yeh, it's Mom. You have the worst
landlord in the world. Even my awful landlord in the yellow house
knew he was responsible for mold, and attended to the matter. I am so
sorry you have had to deal with this stuff. The landlord(s) in
the duplex next door dealt with more mold. It's bad enough that mold piled up, threatening your health, but worse what you've had
to do...the threat worsened! And
it feels cr...py that I could have
have helped but didn't know.
I have excess linens and pillows,
etc...towels...etc. Would you like
them...what else needs replacing??
I'm sure we all can replace stuff
instead of you hoping your stuff is
free of whatever! Let us all do
that, at least! I await your
comments...
Sorry you are on overload!!
Where was all this pretty sand
and beach?
love ya! Mom
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