I am a person with a chronic, debilitating illness: fibromyalgia.  I live with daily pain and exhaustion.  I get angry and frustrated and depressed when I can’t do what I want, when I want.  I cannot plan ahead, because I never know how functional I am going to be at any  particular time.  This, amazingly enough, is very freeing.  I live in the moment.  I am also zen, and living in the moment is kind of the bedrock of zen, but this illness really forces you to follow that path.  I am in the now all the time.  It makes life so much less stressful and more enjoyable.  (Never ever watching tv does that, too.)  I read a lot and have six different Kindles, including two Fires. (Some are so old as to be almost worn out.  I buy a new one every time I think one is about to die, but then they hang on anyway.)

I spend 90% or more of my time alone, with my cat Gertrude.  I have a good life, though.  I spend a lot of  time with my computer, reading blogs, learning new things, following politics (horrible, horrible pastime), signing petitions, emailing people I’ve met on line.  I cook when I can, I laugh every day because I was born with the happy gene and besides, pretty much everything has some humor in it.  I can have fun anywhere, even in the ER in severe pain.  Life is difficult and frequently lonely, but it is still very, very good.

Only one person ever comments on here, which saddens me somewhat, but I still blog away, because it is immensely helpful to just write things down.  A really bad day gets instantly better as soon as I have put it into print.  If you follow me, if you read this, thank you.  I’d love to hear from you, but it’s fine if I don’t.

BTW, as you can see, some days I am very, very wordy.  This is one of them.  7 April, 2017.  I am not British, but I have read so much Torchwood fan fic written by Brits that I find myself thinking, writing, and even speaking in Britspeak a lot of the time.  Another fun thing.  See, I told you fun is everywhere. 🙂