Monday, January 08, 2007

Nursing Greg

Dear Readers,

I had some days writing break because I had to look after Gregory a bit. As you might have read on his blog - he was sick and had to stay in bed.

He had an allergic reaction against Cashew nuts - really a damn pity he had to eat the cookie with them in it. It is the only allergy he has.

Well, we spent a few hours in the clinic with him - he had to recover there in the sickbed. Few hours is not right it was nearly the whole weekend. I knew he was so pissed off it - that I wanted to make him a little surprise.

So I made my way to Point Pleasant on Saturday. He was so pissed off about that becuse I left him alone there. Why I did drive to Point Pleasant? Easy to answer ... I rent a house for us over my birthday at the end of February. It should lift his mood up a bit - although I assume he will pout a little - too far away until the end of February, you know.

I see I am not in a writer's mood today. It is late though - I will see after him. He is at home again now. I really missed him here.

See you around guys! Yeats for you ...

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?


Julia Brooklyn said...

I already missed you - so: welcome back! :)

Dr. James Wilson said...

Jules! Hey :)

Thanks for the welcoming back! Somehow it makes me happy that I was missed.

Anonymous said...

*pouts* I missed you, too.
Like hell.

Dr. James Wilson said...

And I missed you as well my little pancake.