Meanders in the Night
For an array of reasons, mostly and not without exception, one book manuscript and other things have me introverted. So, I thought I'd republish something I wrote a few years ago for a now silent Lupus mag. I think this was was the third Lupus article I wrote . . . the first, in the summer of 2008, made my parents speechless as they learned of high school chaos and general teenage insanity that coincided my 16 year old self and a fresh diagnosis. I was 31 that year. Now . . . I'm 38 and still meandering on the path. More than half my life has been marked by Lupus. Tis, tis. This one remains one of my favorite pieces. Of course, memories of Istanbul do more than suffice for a pleasant meander. This one, here, from November 2010 does more than speak the call of my current days. Lying in bed on a chilly night, too tired to think or work, with achy joints and pleurisy in my heart and kidneys my mind always ponders. Oh, and m...