10/13/2021
āChasing the dreamā
Hello to the beautiful autumn. I can close my eyes and feel the traditional fall colors in the East Tennessee, the swooshing wind and the spooky evenings many of which have passed by already and wonāt wait for me to get up from my wheelchair.
Itās been only five days since my surgery but it feels like forever. The bed I lay down upon everyday is feeling tired, the mattress is so worn for trying to breathe through my longest ever ass print. I could feel it, I could hear it telling me to get off and give it some break, Aah I wish I could my friend, I hear you, but so I hear the constant screaming of my reconstructed knee, constantly telling me to give it some more comfort. Itās becoming a spoiled child really, no matter how hard I try, it never gets enough rest.
Maybe thatās what my wife thinks of me too, a spoiled child who never gets enough of her care, no matter how hard she tries, thereās always some pending task ahead of her. Aah arenāt we all in a closed loop with our constant battles chasing each other? While I do wish it was the wind I was chasing, and the fall leaves that were chasing me while I was reading Harry Potter in a hammock by the lake. I so wanted to be in a closed loop with nature, and my books.
I close my eyes again, let myself free from all the thoughts and vanish into the wilderness. I could see the mountains calling me from far far away. All the places I wanted to go. Itās not that far maybe, just a couple months away. When there wonāt be autumn leaves anymore, or the spooky winds, or fall colors, but there will be snow, and the white soft flakes, which she loves the most, winter is her favorite.
I guess itās worth the wait, it will be the holiday season and we all will get a break, me, my knee, and my chair.