Maybe next fall, I’ll Amtrak up to New England before going to Kona. Now, that’s serious long-range thinking for an old woman.
Been thinking about the triptych that MidJourney produced for me yesterday in response to “Imagine Old woman feeling mortal. I think I have gotten past the graveyard phase. I am not looking at a glass door with a light on the other side. But, I do feel like I am facing a stone wall that must be breached. Am I teaching the process or is the process teaching me?
A major concession to “mortal”. Wheels. Decided that I really can not expect my body to tote my computer, photography, snorkel gear, plus clothes, on my back. I remembered that I have a tiny rollaboard that I used to haul my computer around in. So, it has been impressed into service. I had been using it to store tax returns. For now, the tax returns are in a Trader Joe’s bag.
Covid booster discomfort was controlled today by some Tylenol. Expecting to be all good by tomorrow.