Hangin' Ten out on Space and Time, Redefining distance.
Blogging Tunes: Hirschmilch Radio Chillout
Three days home in the books, so time for a little update. Human nature -- often to take things for granted -- is really fascinating. When you are hospitalized for 25 days straight, and then you come home, you -- the proverbial, second person "you" -- can achieve a whole new level of appreciation for just being home.
Yesterday, before the Eagles game, I took a walk down to the end of the Loch Lomond Marina jetty. It's about an hour to walk down and back -- at my current energy level anyway -- from my house. It's one of the most gorgeous flat walks in the world, and right it's in my backyard. We're always appreciative of where we live and what we have access to, but yesterday was pure gratitude to the max. Even the Picasso Moon in the first set of the Dead show I was listening to didn't bring me down. You go, Bobby!
Here's a pic I took from midway down the last part of jetty trail. See the moon?
This morning I tried to see what a "normal day" might feel like. So I set my alarm early, made coffee, and got in front of my computer by 7:15a. It was definitely harder than I'm used to. I'm really going to have to go to bed earlier if I want to start my day early. Plus, I need to work in regular exercise.