The geese all squawk and then they stop

A year ago today.

It’s funny. I felt rushed when I wrote that post because I was so tired and I wanted to go to bed, and although I think about all of that quite a bit I haven’t written about it much more. Such a year.

Dad was horrible. My flight got caught on the tail end of a snowstorm and ORD was a maelstrom of unhappy, unwashed travelers. The flight attendant was extremely kind to me and let me sob on his shoulder for about ten minutes. I stayed at LHR for an hour drinking coffee and hoping my soul would catch up with my body. After so much time in processed air, going into real air to get into London was beyond bracing. Piccadilly Circus — more people in one place than I had experienced in some time. A great deal on the hotel, and it was like falling asleep into a cocoon. The last phase of the Harry and Meghan scandal dominated the news. I was teaching my online class and it all seemed very surreal from the darkened hotel. View of Trafalgar Square from the window. Those pictures are all on my old phone; I need to download them all still. Dinner with Hari at a fantastic continental / Viennese sort of place. I’m still remembering that meal. Feeling truly relaxed for the first time in months.

There’s a start. I need to at least jot it all down.

~ by Servetus on January 14, 2021.