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Saturday, April 08, 2006

blue to grey
it has been a rainy day on long island, and not much happened in my corner of the world. angel is almost through with radiation and chemo. today was a good day for the morphine, and a bad day for angel (though she doesn't know it): one of those days when she's more incoherent than coherent. once the cancer treatments are less in the forefront, i'll focus on getting her pain addressed. my goal is to get her off the painkillers, so she might be more like her former self.

it's still raining. daniel barenboim is caressing mendelssohn's 'songs without words' out of the piano, and robert mccammon's blue world is slipping to grey. angel is drifting back to sleep.

i'm watching the rain.
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