Bruce‘s surgery is scheduled for Wednesday, so we plan to head out Tuesday evening. In order to keep the operation as short as possible, they plan to deal with the most troublesome pockets of infection by operating through his back.
I see I haven’t been very talkative in my recent entries, but I can’t explain it. Everything that’s going on right now evades my verbal capacities.
“When the mind is actively and vitally at work, for its own creative uses, it has no time for word-building: words are too clumsy: you have no time to select and group them. Hence you must think in terms of images, pictures, of states of feeling, of rhythm… Writing is but the slow, snail-like creeping of words, climbing laboriously over a little structure that resembles the thought: meanwhile the mind has gone on and on, here and yonder and back and out and back again.”
—Louis H. Sullivan, 1934