living with mold and uncertainty

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!)