Been away for a couple weeks now. Seems like longer.
I am used to having Lanna with me these days.
Used to knowing my way around.
Used to the Maine attitude of getting by, and letting things go.
Missing the Portland poetry scene.
Missing the rhythm of days working and days off.
Missing my wife.
Scared about my dad. He survived a 2nd brain surgery, that’s good. He’s in recovery, the neurosurgeon Dr. Laroix at Pennsylvania Hospital in Philadelphia, said it’s normal to see a lag from days 3-5.
I want to see my dad move more on the left. I worry about it. Looks like he will always be missing some vision on the left side so will not drive again.
I miss Lenny and Squiggy, the two adorable cats always giving smiles.
I hate car drama.
I have enjoyed the food in Philly but Portland, Maine is an amazing food town too.
I am enjoying the beers in Philly (wish I had more money) but Portland is an amazing town for beer too. Saw Allagash White a few places (including Monk’s Cafe) and saw Maine Beer Peeper on tap at a wonderful place called Tria (12th and Spruce).
Mainly I miss my wife. Secondarily I miss the cats. And of course I miss kisses, hugs and someone else in bed.
And I definitely miss getting paid and my friends.
I will get through this. Life takes you where you don’t expect it.
And thank you for your support.