Getting up was tricky this morning. I have a cold and feel drained and kind of weak to continue the onward flight. It has been surprisingly cold in LA lately. I feel indecisive and uncertain, approaching a funk but determined not to fall into the hole that lies waiting.
We picked up a house plant yesterday, its leaves were upside down and it was shriveled up; I guess it had a bad cold and was kind of weak; and thinking of giving up the onward fight. So we put it in our room and turned the heater on (it’s a tropical plant) and re hydrated it.
12 hours later and I’m looking at this house plant, its leaves are stretched out towards heaven, broad and flat; it’s shining like the new dawn.