Lao’s blog

What are you most sensitive about? 

At one time, it was my body, like any girl would have told you. I gave up that silliness as soon as my husband to be declared it was perfect.

Now that you're awake
Everything seems different
I look around
But there's nothing at all

Put on my shoes,
I then find that
She is still in her pyjamas
Then found in a dream
I'm hung by (an) anticlimax

She is with the sun
And it's out here

But where are you...
Go on a journey
And roam the streets
Can't see the way out
And so use the stars
She sits for eternity
And then climbs out
She's the glowing sun
So come out I awake from a nightmare
My heart is beating
Out of control...

I've become so used to this craziness
That it's now compulsory
And here you are...
I'm feeling...
And here you are, Glowing sun...
And here you are, Glowing sun...
And here you are, Glowing sun...
And here you are...

I spent the weekend having fun with my newfound B12 deficiency. No, it’s not serious yet, but I get out of breath easily and wobble a lot. I head out to the doctors this morning for a vitamin shot. They intend to look at my Vitamin D levels too, which leads me to think this is not a terribly simple problem.

I was promised this deficiency — I no longer have the part of the stomach that processes B12 — but am a bit unnerved by its actual appearance.

Fortunately, it’s May, and the weather can cheer me up. It promises to be a sunny day, but we’re also close enough to the river to be covered with fog as I write. Some of the sunlight filters through it already, and hits the sycamores’ bark. Things look almost better in this fog than in sunlight.

As long as it’s sunny, I’ll pretend I am broadminded and like all sorts of weather!

What are you most looking forward to this weekend?

I am looking for most this weekend for my just-started B12 deficiency to start its decline. I get wobbly all over, falling against doorways in relief. But my doctor has a B12 shot waiting for me to arrive on monday. One silly weekend now to get through without major incident.

Just finished book #2 today:

Middlesex: A Novel (Oprah's Book Club)

Jeffrey Eugenides

Christine Falls: A Novel

Benjamin Black

Do you believe in ghosts? If so, have you ever seen one?

No, and I've never seen one. I like to watch the ghost-hunter type shows occasionally and scare myself out of my own wits, what's left of them by the end of the show, anyway.

I know enough dead people to have had a message or 2 sent from the other side, but no, nothing.