Chronicles in Ordinary Time

I had a moment of elation last week. Those who know me area aware that ‘moments of elation’ are few and far between, in my life. Partially my melancholy temperament, partially a few decades of chronic pain. Over the last four years I’ve been dealing with a combination of idiopathic neuropathy and aging. Never sure where the lines are between the two.

I use several pairs of glasses; a lifetime of near-sightedness and astigmatism. Without correction, I can’t see sharp lines, sharp edges. Lines become blurry stripes. In recent months I haven’t been able to see. Not, as in blind, but an inability to see sharp edges and lines. I went to my optometrist last week, and was getting fitted for new glasses. At one point in the process I was looking through the lens machine and saw a line of tiny letters in sharp focus, and had a Moment of Elation…

So many other candidates in my life for ‘moments of elation,’ and it’s a line of print…

These folks could have qualified; a relatively large amount of money for a fairly short amount of time and energy.

These took a considerably longer amount of time, and so far hasn’t resulted in any income. One is due to recent billing; the other…

What an odd life, and an odd career.
And now my tailbone hurts…

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