Hello, old friend! (*warm hugs*) I’ve missed our coffee dates lately.
Time marches on. Welcome, autumn. I love October. This weekend has been crisp and cool, the start of sweater weather. I am excited for bonfires and campfires and the fiery change of the color of the trees. And The Walking Dead (two more weeks!!)! It is hard to believe that it is almost Halloween. And the election is scary close. As I watch the debates tonight all I can do is shake my head. What a farce.
Speaking of The Walking Dead, I watched a new sneak peak video clip of the season premiere on Facebook today. I have to admit, I have been living in denial for six months, removing myself from the discussions about who will meet their demise via Lucille. In my mind, all of my beloved friends have been safe and happy during the hiatus. When the new season premieres, I will have to face the fact that some will be lost. Watching the clip I felt the normal adrenaline rush and also felt a little sick to my stomach. The premiere is going to be so intense!
My STL Cardinals did not make the playoffs for the first time in several years. They fought hard in the end but came up short. I am still proud of them. It is unusual to not root for them in the postseason.
My trip to Seattle was amazing. I so enjoyed that city. The conference itself was good and I learned many things. Our hotel was downtown and we got to explore that area. We went to the Space Needle and the Pike Street Market. The Market was the best experience and I truly could have spent all of my time there. The atmosphere was electric, from the diversity of the food and vendors to the live music. I saw crabs bigger than my head and watched the guys throw fish. I ate a cannoli while smelling the beautiful bouquets of fresh flowers that stretched farther than I could see. I also went into a little shop that had the most beautiful glass bongs I’ve ever seen (ha ha). I visited the Gum Wall. I saw more Starbucks than I could count. And I used Uber for the first time. I feel more hip because of that!
On my flights, I broke out an actual hardcover novel like the dinosaur that I am. I read “From a Buick 8” by the incomparable Stephen King. I thoroughly enjoyed it. I saw him speak recently (on a Facebook live feed) when he was honored by the Library of Congress. My favorite author, he has certainly shaped me as a reader and also as a writer. His storytelling skills are unparalleled. It was so nice to spend a little time with him in the air.
I only have one more physical therapy session. After that I have another movement lab and then I enter the followup phase of the study. My back pain was worse during my trip and has been a bit higher than baseline ever since.
Catch me up. What would you tell me if we were having coffee?