Two weeks ago we fled Cape Town for a week of R&R in Pretoria. At the time I was wrestling with one or two things. I hoped being away would give me some distance and perspective and a chance to mull things over. A week ago Life decided I needed more distance and perspective than I realised and laid us both up with bronchial pneumonia.
So we canceled our flights, called in sick and holed up until we felt strong enough to fly back. We got in this evening, on the mend but definitely not fully recovered yet.
As for the baggage I dragged with me to PTA to think about, I think I've made some progress in some areas but I think there's still a lot of thinking to do in others. I suspect (fear actually) that some of them are going to plague me forever.
Now I'm turning in in a vain attempt to feel human again.
Posted at 09:58 PM