Posted Tue, 01/08/08
There was another death in my family today, an aunt who had been ill for some time and was receiving kidney dialysis treatment when she passed away. I don't know all of the details yet, but the recent death compounds more sadness into depression, if possible. That's three deaths close to me in less than one month – first Uncle Joe, then Foofer, and now Aunt Jean – and it's just unbelievable.
I keep writing to ward off the continuing sadness, because that's what I do normally and it's also how I manage stress and other unwanted life events. In other words, I have written almost two hundred new pages for Collective Obsessions in the last week. I can't recall any other time when I have been so productive, although I fully realize the spurt of creativity is being driven by my desire to escape current realities.
Tomorrow I'm off to sit with Wilbert as his brother has a serious medical operation. Isn't life just dandy?