On Wednesday, notebook in hand, I rested outside the lab where a phlebotomist had drawn a vial of blood with a painless prick (hmmm, I can't resist -- sometimes I can be nice). Frat boys threw footballs while talking on cellphones. Bright sunshine warmed bright green grass. So I wrote:
Cars fly past
like broken birds
they sing the agony
of tired tires,
folks in a hurry.
"I notice you were 'resting,' not 'waiting,'" says Virginia.
"Yes," I say, "the day was so beautiful I decided not to wait for Karen to pick me up. I rested instead."
Today far exceeded expectations, too. The test results I received in the mail showed substantial improvement in cholesterol numbers. Why? Free-range eggs and milk, fish oil, flaxseed oil, apple cider vinegar, more oatmeal and exercise? All of the above? I suppose I will never know.
Throw back Thursday, a day late
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