Travel

I love to travel. Nancy does, too, which is good. It's one of the many ways we're compatible. I just love to see new places, the more exotic the better. We're lucky in that we've been able to take some wonderful trips, both with our kids and with just the two of us. Even exploring new places here on the Cape or in the Berkshires is exciting. This morning we spent a few hours taking care of some business, completing re-enrollment forms for the VA that I had been putting off for several weeks, and then packed lunches and headed out to do some exploring. We found ourselves at a beautiful beach that we hadn't seen before and had our lunches there. I should mention that it's a warm, sunny, slightly windy day today, great beach weather. After we ate we drove through some more places we hadn't been to, then headed home (after a stop at the library to read the Times, which will probably become a habit now that the online edition is no longer free).

I'm reading a book called The Last Three Minutes, by an Australian physicist named Paul Davies. It's about the universe and what its ultimate fate may look like. It's somewhat dated, having been written in the early 1990's, but is very readable and to me, very exciting. I've always wanted to travel in space. It's not going to happen but it's fun to imagine, and to read about the strange, almost incomprehensible character of our universe. It also made me think about what a unique and beautiful place the earth is, and what terrible things we do to it and each other. We fight and kill each other in our endless wars and rape the environment so the obscenely rich corporations and individuals can become more obscenely rich. When I think of these things my usual optimism eludes me. I've read too much history to think we will ever stop killing each other. It seems our history is one of war and little else, wars over land, wars over religion, wars over tribalism; you name it and we'll fight over it. I find it hard to think of any period in history that I've read about when war was not the central event. Are we evolving beyond that? If so, it's hard to see today. Well, I guess that's all a little depressing, so I apologize. But I'm going to post this anyway.

I'm still feeling good and eating well. I'm anxious to hear Friday what the doc is going to recommend for treatment going forward. I suspect it's going to be a couple of additional cycles of chemo and/or radiation. I've been looking online at some lymphoma forums and that seems to be fairly common. I'd rather be done sooner, but whatever it takes, we'll do.