Part 1
Shakey and out of breath. It’s unclear if I’m anxious or sick. Bombarded with depressing sh*t. A sixth grader shot and killed (too soon to talk about the trouble with guns). ISIS bombed Iran. The U.S. bombed Iraq. Confusing, I don’t understand geopolitics at all. A perpetual headline now: “Fear Grows of Spreading War.”
I watched Bob’s Burgers as I ate my dinner. Usually fast and funny, tonight it floored me. Fourth-grader Rudy went to a restaurant with his divorced parents and their dates. Heart-wrenching. Awkward feels worse than mean. Resigned is worse than angry. I wanted to cry.
Maybe anxious but probably sick. Again.
Last week, lingering nausea. An unwell feeling washed over my body. A mystery lump settled in the base of my throat. A vomit trigger that never activated. Saturday morning yoga: my head spun, my vision blotched. I dropped out and went home. This week, a building cold… or covid… or something… A high-pressure system parked behind my eyes. Susan and Sophie just left the house. Thursday night yoga this time. Maybe I should have gone with them to get out of my head.
Part 2
Susan suggested I watch a comedy, a funny one this time. “Or listen to a podcast. Lie on your back on the floor. It will open you up.” I listened to a Beatles podcast about the White Album. I knew all the stories. Comforting, like a familiar bedtime book. Paul being the prig. George and Ringo at the end of their tether.
Last week I watched Carpool Karaoke for the first time. In this episode, James Corden picked up Paul McCartney, and they drove around Liverpool singing Beatles songs together. Near the end of the show, Paul and his band played a surprise afternoon gig in a tiny pub. A curtain opened and the most famous Beatle began playing his songs. The shocked crowd was so overcome with joy some started to cry.
I wish Paul would drop by my house tonight and sing a few songs.
The Other Stuff 
I hope that this bad case of the blues clears up soon, viral, spiral or both.
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Your video link is blocked in this region, but I Imagine I know what it is and I am humming it as solace for you now.
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Be well. Do good.
And above all else, be Mr C.
DD
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It worked for me and I’m in Sydney.
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Thanks… I’m not sure why Melbourne would be denied such innocent pleasures. A Dangerous Dan hangover?
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A rhetorical question?
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Who’s Dangerous Dan?
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It’s a nnickna for the Premier Daniel Andrews who took a tough lockdown line during the first two Covid years .
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In case you didn’t know, it’s just a remastered version of Hey Jude, so certainly accessible. I’m feeling a bit better today across the board. Thanks.
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It’s another year isn’t it. I hope you get to feeling better soon.
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Thanks Neil
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Would have loved to have been in that pub! 😊
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Same, I would have been one of the people caught on camera with tears streaming down my face.
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Me too 😊
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I’m saddend and validated by this. Ben brought The Kootie home from school and we all got it. It was our first time, and it was so mild, that it never would’ve occurred to test, if his school hadn’t called about it. He was over it by the time I was positive, then Daughter was positive a few days later.
I’ve also had a general state of unease or agitation going on. Casa life continues with Murphy playing his games, but overall things haven’t gotten any worse. In fact, some things are better, so my unease is mysterious.
I’m seeing it in a lot of the people I’m in contact with, so it feels like it’s kind of hitting all the “sensitive” people. Like we’re picking up all the global negativity?
Anyway, I hope it moves on soon and we’re all able to find some chill!
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I tested today before I went to work and found that I don’t have it. Just a cold. This school shooting, even though it “only” had one death, really derailed me. That coupled with the certainty that Ukraine and the middle east will continue to get worse, it’s hard to keep my mood up (and then there’s the whole sunlight deficiency thing). I guess hoping for Paul McCartney to pop by is wishful thinking. Maybe Ringo will show up instead.
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The school shooting claimed a second life, principal Dan Marburger. So very angry about this school shooting(as I should be about every shooting) bc it hits a little closer to home and our lawmakers don’t care.
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ooof! … i hope you didn’t catch my cold (it sucked bigtime). feel better soon!
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Thanks, ren. I’m already feeling a good bit better today. I think I’m safe.
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I loved that Carpool karaoke so much that I’ve called James Corden a genius ever since, not knowing whether he is or isn’t. They fired him because those were so expensive – as well as his street theater in the intersections of LA. Watch those the next time- fall out of your chair funny. Or watch the McCartney carpool karaoke again. And again.
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Yes, that show is something to explore further, but I’m afraid I’ve already seen the highpoint. It was truly beautiful.
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You describe what seems to me a kind of generalized unease (generalized in that it seems to be based on several factors) that I have been experiencing often lately. You describe it so much better than I would, though.
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(Blush). I get this feeling frequently reading the news. I think my subconscious way to deal with it is through exercise. Being sick for a week took that away and it really built up on me.
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“And rumors of wars”. “A perpetual headline”. In my fifties I am so sickened we can never get past this and absolutely don’t support American money or troops going to support Israelis murdering Palestinians,
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No, we are complicit in the killing as if we’re doing it ourselves. I’m disgusted with Biden.
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