I rolled into the room
delighted with engagement,
conversation,
company.
I rolled out of the room
on a high.
I rolled into the house
fell into my bed
and took fifteen hours
to recover from
intellectual curiosity.
.
.
Had my first big outing since I’ve been laid up with my broken ankle. I was out 6 hours for medical appointment, grad school workshop, and transportation. It was wonderful to talk to folks more erudite than my dogs, but apparently it was exhausting! The ankle wasn’t thrilled, either. I won’t be doing it again for a few weeks!
