earth, bones, and dust.
The year is winding down. I am grateful for it, and for the chance finally to Earth myself, to ground and recharge - to rest. 2013 has wrung me out, more than once, and I’m running on bones and dust. The winter is far more pronounced than in recent years, and I find myself drawing from that as well. I wish I was sleeping right now, but as usual winter brings me little sleep at night.
Life is still interesting, in the Chinese sense of the word. My foot’s doing very well, and I think I’m on the other side of that particular issue. Time will tell, but life is mostly back to normal around here. Except…now I’m getting tested for signs of rheumatoid arthritis. I’ve long suspected that I have something of this nature - my doctor thinks it might explain some anomalies in my bloodwork related to the osteomyelitis, and it certainly would explain the anemia I’ve apparently developed recently.
It’s certainly never dull around here, anyway.
I think the Universe is sick of my bullshit. I don’t get the option to not take care of myself anymore.
I’d like to think of 2013 as my annus horribilis, but I can’t bring myself to despite all the absolute awfulness it brought. It was a long time coming, and to be fair I earned a lot of it for myself. But the experience of it all has changed me, and it’s going to take time to process it all and see where I stand when I’m done.
At least I’ll be standing on my own two feet.