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god do i hate travel
spent most of the day yesterday just in a daze – headache that just wouldn’t give up and all kinds of “tummy stuff” going on from airplanes and travel stress. feeling much better today though. just had to get my physical bearings again. give myself up to the voice of a different city.
san francisco sounds so much different than houston, the energy is SO vastly different that going from one to the other can really takes its toll. once again, it is good to be home.
going to be an interesting week, make that two weeks. i have to be pretty on top of things to get through it all. Marcus is really going to need me to be awake and aware for him. i can handle it – i know that – just the anticipation of it all. i am sure that is one of the things wearing heavy on him right now too, the blind anticipation. he has 3 different appointments with different therapists this week to find the right one to help him sort through all of this. i think that this will be good for him. just to help deal with the stress of the whole “thing” over the last few months. help him regain a bit of control over what he has been going through. or at the very least, the tools to help work through all of the feelings. i help where i can, but sometimes i am too close to be of help. hate that, but live with it.
and so we march on…
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