Harp

So, it's about time that I got a post about harps up here.

But first, there were some items brought up in previous posts that demanded updates.

Fitness. Things sort of stepped in and set themselves up. I stopped drinking heavily after going to the emergency room for a rather severe-feeling attack of gastritis. That also got me concerned about my diet and nutrition in general. In June, I got run over by a toyota hilux in Africa. Let's leave a long story for it's own time, and just leave it at I broke some stuff, but I'll be ship shape eventually. Military thoughts clearly put in a holding pattern. Bed rest was basically my only option. Very hard to get any exercise. I dropped almost all meat and alcohol from my diet, and jump at the chance for what little exercise I can do on a regular basis. So, health-wise, I'm feeling much better now that I got fucked up, thank you.

General set up. To be quite honest, I'm still not totally settled, although I've taken steps to reorganize the apartment so that at least one of the rooms has a bit of a coziness to it. Still need to go out and get more furniture, and definitely still need to get the gas running. I don't know what it is with that thing, but I always forget to handle it. I'm not finding transportation to be a big problem, and if my disabled placard comes through soon, then I won't have problems at all.

Now, the harp. I also previously spoke about how I felt a little isolated in my new apartment before, that my social network had altered significantly with my absence and the passage of time. Well, my outlook has gotten better since then. I've run into some of my old friends, have found out that other old friends will soon be around, and I've also branched out a bit. Through my interest in harp (harmonica, that is) I am trying to get into the local blues scene, and perhaps even contribute by starting up a social harmonica club. I've been thinking of it as a Harmonicists Anonymous, but I'm open to other names as well. In any event, life moves forward, and I'll post more on my thoughts on harp later.

And time? Has it healed some of the deep wounds I was nursing. Yes. Distance between me and the hurt lets the scars fade and thicken. I find it easier, though still difficult, to deal with things in general, and I no longer suffer from malaise, but from short pangs of sadness. They do not hurt so much as prod. Life moves forward.

Stay tuned for "Harp part 2"