Monday, March 7, 2011

Sounds

The morning I awoke, at the age of 5, with everything spinning wildly and the plane of spin tilting just as wildly, hearing my mother bustling in the kitchen - knowing everything would be okay if I could get to her - first stumbling in that direction using wall as support, then falling & crawling towards that sound, only to hear her coming around the corner towards me as I blacked out, into what would be a coma lasting over a week, from what would turn out to be spinal meningitis

On a happier note, as an adult, on a Backroads trip to Alaska, overnighting at ...., taking a stroll after dinner and hearing the repeated breathing of a whale as it swam around in large cove I was walking along.

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