2012-04-05 - 8:19 p.m.
every problem asks for an answer or solution.
at one time, i could do as many chin-ups as i liked, because i would get bored before i was tired. now, i can lift my chin over the bar twice in a row.
in between, there was a time when my hands were too weak to hold a mug of coffee.
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often, i feel less like a person and more like a ball of ghosts, a cloud of past and future selves. it's exhausting to plan for every possibility. we bought this house because it was wheelchair-friendly, and now, a poignant little cobweb runs from the wall to my disused cane.
i just bought a new pair of running shoes.
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a problem is an obstacle, impediment, difficulty or challenge, or any situation that invites resolution; the resolution of which is recognized as a solution or contribution toward a known purpose or goal. a problem implies a desired outcome coupled with an apparent deficiency, doubt or inconsistency that prevents the outcome from taking place.
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reading: in red, by magdalena tulli.
listening to: mother mother, eureka.
working on: meeting deadlines for abstract submission.
in the garden: the flowers and new green leaves were shredded by a hailstorm. a few late species tulips are blooming, hopefully.