I woke at 6:40 in a fluttery sort of panic, wondering why my alarm hadn't gone off and why I was sleeping in Orion's room. Then I remembered that there's no school today and that I'd come in when Orion had a nightmare.
I fell asleep again to dream about a clean city full of lights that reflected and refracted off wet buildings and huge drops of falling rain. Orion and I glided down broad empty avenues in joyful abandon, banking turns like surfers on boards, two Bandicoots racing through a world in my head, temporary and colorful as a soap bubble.
When I awoke again, it was to discover the mild cold of yesterday had grown mighty and invaded my chest which now seemed full of lead. I tried to locate a part of my body that didn't hurt. My hair, I think.
Cold medications, a long hot shower and tea with honey and lemon from a neighbor's tree will make me human enough to function. Because today is a day for gathering with loved ones, feasting, and remembering things that are good.
Of which there are many. Among them, for me, the certainty that we humans are larger inside than out. We have the ability to create worlds and change this one. That and the hope that one day we will move past our human infirmaries and our fears of one another and CLICK! All those lights will illuminate at once and we then will fly.
I wish you all a safe and very happy Thanksgiving weekend.