Month of May, scenes and ponderances.

  

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These days I am thinking with a different brain. 

My brain is different because 

it's not the same mass of matter and cells employed to do my thinking and processing 

prior to SARS-CoV-2, prior to the two traumatic brain injuries incurred this year. 

I attempt to go slowly and gently with myself, 

not always succeeding. 

I attempt to be mindful and present with tasks placed in front of me, 

not always succeeding. 

Because I simply do not have time to sit in front of the computer every day, 

there has been a large gap between then and now. 

Not wanting to let this online journal go unattended, 

here I am. 

Here I sit now, with my brain, and my feet, and my hands, 

but mostly, 

with my heart, my mind, my spirit. 

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It's a good life. 

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