Pregnant Again

1 09 2010

For the last several months (who’s counting) I have been under a grey cloud. Depressed. Not clinical. But official. Combination of doctor’s appointments, philosophic bewilderment, theological disillusionment, physical decline, and the ongoing assessment of my worth. (Call that self-pity). I just want to feel that uncontrollable sense of joy again. The birth of your kids. Falling in love. Winning the lottery. Arm wrestling God. Meeting Bob Dylan in a snowstorm. Maybe I should get pregnant again.