Change is Good
Felt like a change so did a simple update to the look of the blog. I like it but may test out the green background also since that is my favorite color. We'll see. Change is Good.
It gets very difficult to rise on certain days but it is a blessing to be able to get up..and fall...and get up again. It's 2011...I'm still rising. What a wonderful gift that has been given to me! Not everyone gets that chance each day. It's been a crazy path for me on the road less traveled. I'd like to think that this journey through life is making me a really good person. With each day, a new thought, new action, newness. And with each beginning...still I rise.
Felt like a change so did a simple update to the look of the blog. I like it but may test out the green background also since that is my favorite color. We'll see. Change is Good.
What a powerful performance by Lawrence Fishburne in Thurgood! In this one man play, Fishburne brings to us the personal and triumph story of the late Thurgood Marshall. From his humble beginnings in Maryland to being seated as the first black Justice on the Supreme Court, this depiction of Marshall really captured my attention. The play itself is an hour and a half with no intermission. I was mesmerized right from the very beginning and could have easily sat for more of Thurgood's story. I was sitting in fourth row stage right...so close that I could see the mists of saliva as Fishburne delivered his lines. Actually he did more than just deliver lines...he transformed himself into Marshall. Had one not known he is a prominent distinguished actor, you would swear he actually experienced the path Marshall took. This may sound weird but at times I felt as if he (Fishburne) was staring at me. In doing so I felt especially connected to what I was witnessing and hearing. The writing was very strong and the flow fluid and personable. Graphics displayed on the white, bright backwall of the stage aided in the ambiance. I will tell my father to definitely go see this before the run is over. My mother would like it also but since she limits herself in terms of travelling to the city I'm sure she won't get to see it unless it's at the BAM.
So, I avoided it as long as I could. Back to reality. Have to go in for a repeat test with Dr. L. I have to say that for a doctor she's pretty cool. I feel like I have to play Russian roulette with my life by not getting necessary testing simply because it's not financially feasible for me at this time. The last test cost me almost $500. That's one test. It's crazy. And to not take them could mean thousands in treatment for something that could have been aggressively treated early. I don't hear Barak or Hillary talking much about working, uninsured folks like me. It's all about The War and the war of words. Anyway, I think I'll get a nice gift for Dr. L and bring it with me at next week's appointment. She's the only doctor who has been working with me to keep the cost down while making sure I am getting proper medical care. All the rest have basically told me to see them when I have insurance. It's sad that medical care is so bureaucratic and expensive. I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried about all this testing. I am but i'm not going to fixate on it. Whatever is supposed to happen will.
It is roasting in my space! Did not sleep good at all last night. I probably should have turned on the fan on the a/c unit but I didn't. Felt like I was tossing and turning all night. Woke up after 1am and again after 3am. Don't even know why I look at the clock since I know it's mad early! When I did fall back asleep I had this crazy nightmare that involved bugs! In particular spiders or any variation of things with multiple legs. EU! More about it later...maybe. Anyway, i'm roasting right now and will probably sweat my way to the train and walk into work. I'm so behind on political commentary and trip related posts but will try to catch up this week. O.K better go.
Thanks to the person who posted an anonymous message the other day. I actually cried when I read your comment (not sad tears). I'll still go through my ups and downs but it's always nice every once in a while to receive some uplifting words that I didn't have to generate myself. Even a motivator needs motivation every now and then! I am reading the book.
Go figure that man would try to get back to Mars but still can't understand women. LOL. Perhaps they will be able to figure out where they messed up with the language translation with Venus. Ha ha. How amazing is it that man can figure out a way to scientific instruments into space hundreds of thousands of miles away but yet they still can't figure out how to create peace? Another beautiful day outside. I'm actually motivated to clean up my space today. Feeling extra bold and ambitious today. LOL. I clean up all the time but today I'm ultra motivated to purge even more stuff. Get ultra streamlined! I will leave my closet for the end of the week so that I can get those clothes picked up for donation. Today I will tackle this mini-pile of paper, magazines, articles, and books I have that always ends up literally at the end of the sofa. No matter how organized I can have everything, that pile always crops up somewhere and I end up cleaning it up on Sunday or Monday. I think I deliberately create the mess so that I have something to clean up. Once I get rid of more stuff I think that habit will stop.
What a really good day today! Lor and I explored the DUMBO area and hung out at the park. It was packed down there and we saw at least six different brides! They all picked a good day to get married and take pictures. What a fun thing to do. If I'm in Brooklyn when I get married, I could totally see myself wanting to take photos at the base of the bridge overlooking Manhattan (although it would be cold since I would prefer a winter wedding). While I know I can live anywhere in the world, my heart will always belong to Brooklyn.
Ooh.. Oooooohhh.Landlords Knocking at my door cussing me out
Feeling much better today than yesterday. A couple of hours after signing off yesterday, I went with my mother to visit a family relative who always asks about me. He's getting up in age and not able to travel outside of home too often. Last time I saw him was at my cousin's funeral a couple of months ago. It was a good visit. He and his wife were looking after their great-granddaughter who is five. Nothing like kid energy to make you feel better. Before we visited my mother and I went to go get pizza. I had only one slice. Not bad considering that ten years ago I use to be able to garble down like anywhere from two to four slices in one sitting easily. Definitely an emotional eater but i'm much better at working through negative emotion these days compared to then. Crying easily is an outlet for all of the extra energy I have inside.