I repotted a very cramped plant, and found some very interesting roots.

In keeping with my usual griping, I was thinking the other day that I do all these so-called theraputic things – the CPAP machine, the tooth-grinding-guard, the Rebif shots, even blood pressure medication and antidepressants – and I don’t feel any better. All of it seems only to prevent my various complaints from getting worse. Do all the therapies prevent worsening? How could I possibly know? Maybe I’d feel the same without all the machines and medications. Argh.

I try to think of positive things to write about here, but sometimes it’s hard.

Now playing: Brooklyn Funk Essentials


Author: Stephen

Stephen Harris is a writer, painter and a photographer who lives with his family in Maine.

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