Reset Forty-Nine, Day Three Hundred Sixty
May. 20th, 2024 06:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphSunday was mostly spent recovering from Saturday, and thus involved a lot of quiet time, and a lot of sleep. Once again dinner was delayed until after a late nap, so I actually ate it shortly before dawn this morning. I bit myself several times, probably due to inattention brought on by fatigue. I'm doing most things slower now, for various reasons, but my brain still likes to run fast, so it leaves the rest of me to my own devices, which I'm not good at managing. Physically exhausted and effectively brainless, I chomp into myself with alarming frequency anymore. Sometimes I do it even when not eating, and now and then in my sleep. I will wake with a sudden sharp pain and the taste of blood in my mouth.
But still Sunday night was a success, as the windows and fan managed to get the temperature of the apartment down to a mere 71 degrees— the coolest it's been in here for a couple of weeks. It ought to be a bit easier to et to sleep today, though I'll have to wait until the yard guy finishes with his clippers and blowers and such. I hope he doesn't stir up too much pollen. The last few days have been far less sneezy than earlier in the month, and it's been a great relief. I'd like the cleaner air to stick around for a while.
I just learned that Dickey Betts, one of the last two surviving members of the Allman Brothers band, died last month, April 18. That leaves only drummer Jaimoe (John Lee Johnson) of the six founders. Dickey was played slide guitar on this 1972 track by Gregg Allman, which is one of the most haunting songs of the era. R.I.P. Dickey Betts.
But still Sunday night was a success, as the windows and fan managed to get the temperature of the apartment down to a mere 71 degrees— the coolest it's been in here for a couple of weeks. It ought to be a bit easier to et to sleep today, though I'll have to wait until the yard guy finishes with his clippers and blowers and such. I hope he doesn't stir up too much pollen. The last few days have been far less sneezy than earlier in the month, and it's been a great relief. I'd like the cleaner air to stick around for a while.
I just learned that Dickey Betts, one of the last two surviving members of the Allman Brothers band, died last month, April 18. That leaves only drummer Jaimoe (John Lee Johnson) of the six founders. Dickey was played slide guitar on this 1972 track by Gregg Allman, which is one of the most haunting songs of the era. R.I.P. Dickey Betts.
