welcome home

it seems that my physical body, or more specifically, the cells in my mouth, gums, tongue, and throat, along with my entire immune system

have finally banded together to conquer that which has nearly leveled me.

how on earth did this virus knock me out so badly? i'm finally starting to feel like myself again, and that is a strange thought

because if you recall,

i often have trouble locating a true "self!"

but now, faced with an "ill self" i can actually see that my "non-ill self" is quite distinct from my ill self. i also must mention the unfortunate as well, "ill but medicated on vicodin and advil self" which is ALSO, mind you, very DISTINCT from my "non-ill self."

wow.

so maybe this whole viral quest into lands of excruciating searing pain

can be accepted as one appreciated, lauded step in my search for self.

it is a relief, that when "removed" from myself, i did, in fact return to A self!!

today is a little welcome,

a coming home party,

for a little slice of experience i'd like to call

"me."

i've missed you.