I set an alarm for 9, because I don’t want to wreck my sleep schedule too badly. I hoped to feel better in the morning as far as the headache, but I didn’t. I ended up spending nearly an hour in bed after I woke up with the heating pad on my neck.

Then I had leftover chop suey for breakfast. I like chop suey in Illinois, but I hate it in Idaho. Every time I’ve ordered it in Idaho, it may as well be called celery salad. Yuck.

My parents, brother, and I headed to the aquarium around noon, but when we got there we realized that Thursday night football was going to make parking a nightmare so we pivoted to going to the Art Institute instead.

I enjoyed looking at the art, though I didn’t see much that really spoke to me. After that, we went to my parent’s office for a little holiday gathering with their co-workers. That was fun.

Then we met up with my brother’s wife and her daughter and went to Daley Plaza for the menorah lighting ceremony. Two of the speakers were Holocaust survivors in their 90s who had been together over 70 years. Amazing.

After that, we all got dinner at Xoco. I had a tasty New Mexican chile stew. I could have done without the crispy tortilla strips, because they very quickly became soggy tortilla strips.

I’ve been in a funk of a mood most of the evening. But the headache has been chased back, so I’m grateful for that. I have been hyper focused on keeping good posture, using my serratus anterior muscles to pull the shoulders down and back. The more I focus on that, the less I put strain on those tightened muscles that give me the headache. The muscles are still sore and sensitive, but they aren’t making it feel like I’m being stabbed from behind my left eye.

I thought about life being like a bus. The bus defines us in linear time. Death is getting off the bus, and leaving linear time. All the stops are the same, once you get off; they only look distinct from the perspective of the inside. Ambrose got off, and I’m still inside, but whenever I get off, he’ll be there.

I’m not sure what the plan is for tomorrow. Or if I’m doing anything else tonight other than reading and watching TV. I don’t feel like fit company.

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