I am not well.
This goes without saying when it comes to my emotional health, but the malaise has spread to my mortal coil.
I’m at an age when digestive complaints are more the rule than the exception. But when my latest discomfort turned out to be the equal and opposite problem from my usual torments, I grew concerned. Once I’d dosed myself and, shall we say, eliminated the problem, I was left utterly enervated. No energy. Even more alarmingly, I had little appetite.
I did a web search for DELTA VARIANT SYMPTOMS, of course. But whatever I’ve got doesn’t sound like that. I’m hoping things will be better tomorrow. I had a reasonable supper tonight, and enjoyed it, but found in my heart no desire for further snacks. That’s not normal. I’m running out of groceries and need to go to the store, but I lack motivation.
It would be nice if the indifference to food lingered on, became my new normal. As long as the stomach cramps don’t come back.
I’ve shared the clip above before. It’s Motown group The Toys, singing A Lover’s Concerto, from 1965. I just like it. Driving around in my loaner car, which has no working radio, I’ve been reduced to singing to myself for entertainment. Last Sunday on the trip to Kenyon, I was working on this one. I’ve always been good at remembering song lyrics and poems, but if I neglect them for a while, bits of the lines slough off. But I went over them enough times to reconstruct them, pretty close. It gave me something to do besides pondering my mortality.
That’s Bach!
Maybe those girls are good Lutherans.
Ha-ha! I get to go pedant on you! The Minuet in G Major was traditionally attributed to Bach, but is now believed to have been written by Christian Petzold, who I think was also a Lutheran. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_Petzold_(composer)
Fun! Bach’s glory loses nothing by the corrected attribution, since he wrote so much else that we love. It’s still Bach on my Greatest Hits of 1720 CD, which is a digital version of a record I bought as a vinyl LP when I was just beginning to explore classical music and had come to realize classical music was -for me-, not just for other people.