It's Saturday morning and I've been up since 5:15 -- the time I get up every day. I'm waiting for 8:00 so I can call Jinny (my sister) ((the one with cancer)) and catch up. We talked on Tuesday and she's right--the cancer dominates and colors everything, every conversation, every memory, every plan. I think about calling Jinny and the second thought is, "I wonder how much more time I'll have to do this."
Damn internet. Damn modern life. It's too easy to find out things you don't want to know. It's too easy to lose focus. I teach information skills and I'm beginning to think I'm being overloaded with it. Perhaps I should join the fundamentalists and move somewhere I can get all this junk out of my house.
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