I woke up this morning, looked at my phone and learned that it was Monday – I thought it was Friday, truly I did. I am laughing . Yesterday I finally got around to putting stickers on my globe to mark the countries where my blog is being read. Photos of the globe will be attached to this blog. Most of my readers are from the USA so sticker so many stickers are placed over the USA, but many in Canada and in the UK as well. It was a fun exercise and all rather unbelievable. CPI saysI should get my statistics again, now that everyone is on shut dow. It would be an interesting exercise.
I marvel at how well I am doing, Miss Sociability, Miss Popularity confined to small quarters and communicating with only two or three people. This is the discovery made, when you rid your life of unreliable, negative people and tasks, life is pleasant, even if you do not know what day it is. I do laugh. In the beginning of all of this isolation I took it upon myself to go forth into the world and cheer people up. But people did not want to be cheered and their zombie like behaviour was rather frightening. Now I peer from my window watching people scurry about collecting droplets on their face masks. It is a time of survival of the fittest, although that is most politically incorrect to say. People unaware of the transmission of the virus, people living on the margins of existence, for various reasons. At the end of all of this there will be less homeless people and, perhaps, materialism will be reduced. I am back living a normal life, with no Sultans (aka Crown Prince of Dubai, aka Fazza) looming in the background. It is all rather comforting. I do have the luxury of retirement income, no one dependant upon me – for anything and the knowledge that I have a very healthy immune system. In a strange way my writing keeps me company – both the blog and the work on my Uncle Dave book. Reviewing and editing blogs mentioning Uncle Dave puts me in touch with the old me and the people that were in my life – the blog is a diary after all, my life on a certain day, in a certain place. I do, indeed, lead an interesting life – well, not at this moment.
Another relief is the termination of clandestine relationships. The definition of clandestine is: kept secret or done secretively, especially because illicit. Used in a sentence, actually rather prophetically: She deserved better than these clandestine meetings. Its synonyms are: secret, covert, furtive, surreptitious, stealthy, cloak-and-dagger, hole-and-corner, hole-in-the-corner, closet, behind-the-scenes, backstairs, back-alley, under-the-table, hugger-mugger, concealed, hidden, private; sly, sneaky, underhand; undercover, underground; informal hush-hush. ANTONYMS open, above board. The hidden, private, furtive relationships were no only because, in one instance, of wifey but because of the age discrepancy between yours truly and the young men she seemed to attract. Inconsistencies and fleeing were the name of the game, coming on strong and then disappearing, only to come back again. I am not going to settle for that any more – better to have no man than half a man. Or a man who thinks I am blessed as he is 35 and I am in my seventies. I do laugh as there was more than one 35 year old in my life over the past six months – very different from one another in so many ways.
Now onto a happier subject – death. Colette, once said, in a car in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada that a person’s afterlife is what they believe in. That was a profound and powerful statement. But here is the catch. If one believes in heaven, then you also must believe in hell – as they go together, rather like a horse and carriage. So Dragon Lady believes in heaven but that is not where she is going. Dragon Slayer (aka Alexis McBride) shall spirit her off to the warm place.
This is a funny and true story. I was living in Vancouver but came to Marin for medical care and at the hotel met a couple who opined that I had known Joo Kim Tiah in a former life. I informed him of this,
He: I do not believe in past lives and future lives.
Me: The only reason you are saying that is because you cannot bear the thought of having me around again. I guess I cannot blame you.
I have no idea about why I am thinking about that. So here is a rather amazing true life coincidence. Attached to the blog is a poem written by Fazza (aka the Sultan, aka the Crown Prince of Dubai) – he apparently believes in past lives. So the first multibillionaire in my life did not believe in past lives but the second one did. So I guess it is up to me to decide., how curious. There is a certain logic to it all I guess – I will either be in heaven with Joo Kim or wandering around on earth again with the Sultan. I am laughing at the improbability of it all. Improbable: unlikely, not likely, doubtful, dubious, debatable, questionable, uncertain; difficult to believe, implausible, far-fetched, fanciful; unthinkable, inconceivable, unimaginable, unimagined, incredible. ANTONYMS probable, certain. It is far-fetched that I have two multibillionaires in my life with differing beliefs in the afterlife, bu it is certain and true.