On a bitterly cold Sunday morning with an icy hue across field and road you find me listening to Purcell.
Life remains tense but just getting through one day at a time and one task at a time.
What makes it tough at the moment is those tasks change sometimes on an hourly basis and some are contradictory. Set me a target and I will strive to hit it. Make the target move I can get lost.
The world of mental health requires adaptability, patience and flexibility. I have survived more than two decades working and more than three decades living in that world.
Life is hard going but I have my opera, my books, my kitchen, my food, and my wine. That helps.
Talking of books I have just finished re-reading A Pillar of Impotence. Twenty years after completing the manuscript it remains a powerful but flawed narrative of what was. I was moved by the story more now than in 2013 when I last read it.
So on this beautiful sunny Sunday I will leave you. Have a good day.
I Heard a Voice.
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