I was neither at the hot gates,
Nor fought in the warm rain,
Nor knee deep in the salt marsh,
heaving a cutlass,
Bitten by flies, fought.
Monday, May 12, 2008
By land, by sea, by dirigible
I got my paraffin melter today, a nice young UPS man brought it to my door, but it was a bright and beautiful day even before that. In spite of everything, I'm so glad to be alive.
I am a young, female, disabled veteran of the US Army. I have fibromyalgia with fatigue and associated cognitive dysfunctions, which means my thought processes and writing are slower and less coherent than is necessary for a proper news-reactive blog. Therefore, you get my maunderings about whatever the hell I'm thinking about, current or not.
1 comment:
I'm glad this came and I am glad that you are glad to be alive. Those days are important.
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