“Alison, I know this world is killing you….”
Settling into the solitude now that its almost gone. Spent all day yesterday painting. Really painting, on a canvas. Started at about six in the morning, set up in the kitchen of all places, and knocked off at four having missed coffee, breakfast, lunch, etc.
Then I cleaned up, put a frozen pizza in the oven, poured myself a drink, and watched television with the dog. Got up every five minutes to look at the painting.
Think I’ll do the same today.
I have discovered that my real deep joy in cooking is really about cooking for my wife.
And my real deep joy in living is really about living with my wife.
God help me.