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    Thursday, May 09, 2002  

    Stress and the Flu

    I have no proof that my current cold is due to stress. But I like the theory.

    First, I am now an uncle. Not sure at all if I want to be. Not sure at all if I need to approach the subject.

    Second, work, future, happiness. Enough said.

    Third, Sophia is going away for a month to Austria next Monday. And then the house is my responsibility. My biggest fear is the garden. What if all the plants die? I have to laugh that she thinks I might not go outside or talk to anyone for the entire month. OK, just because that sounds nice doesn't mean that is what I plan on doing.

    Four, my grandfathers. The first I haven't really taken the time to properly mourn. I mentally see the photo of him in his letter sweater and start to cry. And the other is doing a good job fighting off cancer (again.) I suppose he is because that's the only news I've gotten. Of course this makes me wonder more about point two above, my own future and happiness. Even though I passed my most recent physical, I have a paranoid nagging in the back of my mind that my body will fail me. Soon? So much to do first...

    Five, the neighbors and the tree. Done? I still need to go replace the bricks.

    Six, chores and the house to do list. Nothing is pressing. But I feel like something must be. Yes, the smog check. Yes, vaccuumming. Yes...

    And with my eyes feeling like they might explode out of their sockets at any moment, which makes keeping any focus difficult. So I'm home from work again. Hopefully I will sleep and tackle some of those fears. Guess what, that is why I started this blog. Five minutes a day... and maybe I'll get some answers.

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