July 11 Drowning or Ballooning?

 Back in Plymouth for second day now today.  Still napping off and on.  

Description of reading Antunes "Midnight" Matt Parker posted on X:  "realMattKParker (@𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑡 𝐾. 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑟) posted: Finished. 

An experience like drowning. Wave after wave of memory, overlapping, tumbling, and each wave stretching back into a past of intergenerational and political trauma.

Relentless, overwhelming, intimate, terminal. 

Wondered today if that could be lightened a bit as in transvaluation of values.  An experience like riding in a hot air balloon.  Wave after wave of air currents, overlapping, rising, tumbling, each stream or current or wave stretching forward into a future of expectation and discovering as memories of intergenerational trauma becomes escaped and released back into past memory.  

Here I wonder if we are now house-bound and wheelchair bound.  A new life?  Willow's legs are softer and softer it seems.  Airport overnight between planes wiped us out.  Fortunately morning shower routine still works. Rest of the day a matter of multiple transports between types of chairs.  

Hope for Brook Saba's help.  Alan with Lakes Shuttle a godsend for being big and strong enough to lift Bela up the stairs into the sunroom.