It was a strange month, March of 2024. The beginning was OK, especially seeing "Wicked," and its being in such good shape. It was also the March Of The Mammoths, where one selects a book of eight hundred or more pages, and finishes it in March. My choice was "Shantaram," by Gregory David Roberts. If I had the entire day to read, I could finish it, having only 118 pages to go. But, since I did not begin it till March 15, one has to say that is pretty good.
And I might have finished sooner had I not been waylaid by those five inexplicable days of depression, which I still think had to do with my thyroid. I will be sure to consult my endocrinologist next month.
April brings the showers and the flowers. We have some exciting events coming up, and a cluster of sad death anniversaries. T. S. Eliot said it was the cruelest month.
So, farewell to March, we are one fourth through 2024, and I will see you on here, next month!
Happy Spring, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2 comments:
so many of us battle anxiety and depression.
not that I’d Wish it on anyone of course, just know, you have a LOT of company.
plus it was Holy Week, so emotions are heightened, both joyful AND profoundly sad.
Victoria,
Thank you. It is comforting to know I am not alone.
And others suffer worse than I do, so I am thankful I am
managing all reasonably.
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