I’m sick again. Just as I was beginning to right the boat of my body I got a respiritory infection that kicked me down to the ground, physically and spiritually. Just as my daughter dodged one health morass, her body stepped into another. “Enough!” I shouted at the cosmos, at the ancestral mothers, at the trees, at the stars. “Enough what?” they answered.
“No fair!” I shouted. "
“What’s the metric here about fairness?” they answered.
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