If I listen to my body, I will lose hope. I will lie down, and never get up again.

I am sticking to non-compliance, and hitching my hope to will. Mine and God’s.

…as soon as I can get out of this bed…

(On Wednesdays, I borrow from old writings – journals and blog posts. This writing is from a post, March, 2017. Pencil/ ink work my own)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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