The Day Gets Busier as the Hours Fly By | Three Peaks and a Valley #18

This series, Three Peaks and a Valley refers to three positive moments and one negative moment that happens during a twenty-four hour period of my life. When I’m feeling down, my mom tells me to remember one positive and one negative thing about the experience: a peak and a valley.

Three Peaks and a Valley aims to outweigh the negative with the positive.

Three Peaks and a Valley is a regular miniseries that, by sharing my own moments of joy and vulnerability I hope that you’ll think about your own.

PEAK: I managed to eat real food for what seems like the first time this week at lunch. Granted, the food in my stomach put up a protest all day but something is better than nothing. Perhaps less hot sauce the next time I’m dealing with gastrointestinal mayhem.


PEAK: Alexa and I went to the Ashley Reservoir briefly this morning We intended to walk a few miles around the lake but between my stomach problems and lingering wooziness, we simply sat on a cement block for a while before turning for home. On the way back, Alexa bought an iced tea at Dunkin Donuts (extra lemon, less ice) and we stopped at Walmart to look at makeup. Alexa bought a mascara, bronzer, and a brush while I bought a Wet and Wild highlighter for $5 that turned out to be the best piece of makeup I’ve ever tried. Maybe I’ll do a post about it.

PEAK: This evening I was invited to attend an event called Vibez for the Tribes held at the Wisteriahurst Museum in Holyoke. New England Public Radio was a sponsor for the evening so I sat at a booth for them and handed out stickers, temporary tattoos, flyers and fans. It was a lot of fun. I met some neat people and the music was great. A speaker at the beginning connected a story about the birth of jazz to the birth of hip hop in the Bronx. As the evening went on the music slowly evolved from jazz to straight hip hop. It drew a sizeable crowd but never once did I feel anxious about being around so many people.

VALLEY: It is one thing to feel sick for a couple days, but to feel downright awful for over a week with no end in sight is another matter. If only I stopped feeling nauseous maybe I’d be able to get something done. I thought about calling my doctor but I was quickly stopped with the thought, “No, I can’t do that, it’s too inconvenient for me to be sick this week.” Inconvenient. As life needs an appointment in your calendar to throw shit your way.


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