In Your Letter

 Hello there friends, some cards have arrived here at the house, I’m thinking they may be sympathy cards for our loss of Legs. I haven’t opened any of them yet, as the pain of losing him is still fresh and the grief comes in waves. Lily is doing a little bit better with sleeping through the night, I made it to 8:00 a.m. this morning, after falling asleep around 9:30 p.m. last night. I may be able to ratchet back my dose of Simply Sleep, which is what I want to do. Today promises to be rather uneventful, except I may go out for a walk in the neighborhood, maybe stopping by the big construction site down the street to see if they have any scrap materials destined for the dump they might let me have for my art. Or there is always the alleys to explore, gratefully my neighborhood has lots of them to peruse.

I’m feeling a little pressure I’m putting on myself to crank out a lot of work before May—but maybe I just relax and focus more intently on the pieces I am currently working to complete. Mom is collecting the necessary newsprint for me, it’s critical that I have the copy incorporated into my works. Hard copy is becoming so scarce these days, it’s such a tragedy, I want to muster all my energy and try to save what few hard copy newspapers are left these days. Oh how I wish I could see that self portrait piece of myself I did with “SAVE” cutouts from grocery store flyers all over the place. Where did that work go? Does someone have it? I did an accompanying portrait of Michael, I think he has a crown on his head, but I don’t remember. Maybe I will look for the flyers at Kroger’s or Giant Eagle and see if I can do a reproduction of what I created so long ago. It’s funny, and kind of nice that my memories of my past artworks have come back. I’ve got lots of information to work with now, and I plan on using it.

I think I need to make another visit to the art museum. Maybe today? It wouldn’t be crowded, I could take my time with the Elijah’s, pick up where mom and I left off on the second floor. I could move through the collection at my own pace, without the crowds, maybe inquire when the William Hawkins pieces are coming back on display. The docents I think are around, I could get in some conversations, which I really would like. Yes, there are possibilities for today, I don’t want to sit here isolated at home, I need to be stimulated. I’m going to check the art museum’s hours. I can handle it alone. Maybe I explore a membership? Something to ponder.

OK, I need to get dressed, make lunch, and get moving. Possibilities await. Here I come!