why? Harsh life seems to have overtaken me---would like to write about memories and operas I love (like Don Carlos) and books I am reading, but practical matters can be strong---not overwhelming, but strong---so I don't feel like posting.
It's Saturday, close to 7 P.M, have been up since around 5:30 with just one nap, and one abortive nap--too many fantasies of old girl friends or old imaginary girl friends. Unlikw pre pandemic days, I usually stay in at nights. Tonight would love to go out---but my body aches---no it feels like pins are in my legs and shoulders-not conducive to running around. I remember two weeks ago I went to Metrograph and had a great time---wonderful to see a different world,then the upper west side, but today, if I go out at all, following this post, I will probably stay within walking distance of the apartment.
Looking at my high school year book---Bronx Science, 1960; it seems like half the class lived on Walton Avenue in the Bronx. It is an avenue a block (or sometimes two) west of the Concourse.and it runs north south for about 4 miles. So many students from the same world---probably middle class Jewish families. Sometimes I go to google maps to check out an address---what can I say---a world lost.
How can I describe what my body feels? A heavyness seems to move through it. Is it the chemo pills, finally having their effect on me? Two ct scans coming up on Tuesday and a doctors visit the Thursday after that, should reveal allut
I enjoy writing theater memories on the Broadway Remembered Facebook page---it has given me a chance to write about theater in the fifties and sixties and impart information. Always try to keep things positive. Tomorrow a visit to a friend's exhibit in Vinegar Hill Brooklyn, and on Monday, possibly attending the spring concert at Friends. Next day the scans, and then the two days of tutoring. Wish I had more---but I don't act---just wait,,,,,,,will report soon.
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