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Sitting at Party More, what has become my usual Thursday night post.
Long streamers with Batman logos festoon the rafters. There is a woman dressed as a cat - another sporting a flashing red light on her head is occupying a space at the bar.
Several places.
But, I've been out today. My friend Mia is still in the cardiac unit at Maine Med - her incident from the other night has been officially confirmed as a heart attack - and a bad one.
I've spent most of the day either doing laundry or waiting for her to get out of tests - tests which ultimately confirmed the severity of her cardiac event.
The days have definitely gotten warmer and brighter. As I've said before I don't consider Spring as being officially underway until the street sweepers came out to pick up all the trash on the side of the roads.
That process has officially begun. I was moving laundry into my apartment when the street sweeper came by. It was on the work of a moment to grab my camera and shoot.
It was a neat thing. The driver waved at me. It was very loud and swishy (strange how many of those types cross my path). I watched it drive away and then I went inside to finish putting the clothes away.
So I've been feeling a strange, strange combination of emotions: satisfaction and relief from the weather and my tango work; a tense worry about Mia and where it will lead her.
More work to do.
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