New Head

A friend gave me a Dr. Kevorkian gift certificate as a joke. It was a piece of paper that said one free visit with Dr. K or something like that. It was the size and look of a dollar bill. In those times when I think life is a bad deal and I want out, I keep this around to make me laugh. Right now, though, everything is visible, sensory, and lush to me. My skin is singing to dance and swim and wear leotards. I walk my dog and write a lot. Small things have a big effect. Sometimes it is the very everyday things "coming in" that I can hardly keep up with. I race to jot it all down. I say to Bill, "I have a new head," or "First day with the new head!" I think I could write a group of bipolar jokes!