Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Sad Situation: No Speech

I keep experimenting with shapes for ice cream. This log can
be sliced to serve three people a thick round serving of fresh
strawberry ice cream with a pistachio core. Served with pistachios

I am very fond of my ex. We have remained close friends over the twenty-two years since we separated. I assume it is my excitement about his arrival that has taken my voice away. I cannot speak at all. I am leaving here in twenty minutes to see Dr. Shoja and, perhaps, to get medications to calm me.

When Beth was here and when David was here, both of whom are dear friends whom I have known for decades, my symptoms became severe because, I assume, my emotions are engaged. I'll know in an hour.

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