Five hundred and sixty-nine days ago (but who’s counting?), I created the post Day 748: A Salt and Battery. I hope it doesn’t feel like assault and battery that I’m
- using such a similar title today and
- recommending that you read that other post before you read this one.
Why “Salt and Battery” today?
This past Saturday, because we were assaulted and battered by torrential downpours and multiple-car-accident delays on our way to seeing comedian Louis C.K. in Springfield Massachusetts, I ended up eating the only food available at the concert venue, which was battered with lots of salt. Eating too much salt battered me and my unusual heart in a way it never has before.
As I recover from that and prepare for the inevitable assault and battery involved in open heart surgery, I am trying to soothe and protect my mind, body, and soul from the assault and battery of worry and stress.
Here are some worrying and stressful things that can feel like assault and battery to me:
- Dealing with bureaucracies.
- Financial issues.
What feels like assault and battery to you?
When you feel assaulted, salted, or battered, what helps?
My hope is that some of the photos I took yesterday might help you as much as they are helping me:
Taking what you need — a very effective way to reduce assault, salt, and battery.
If you haven’t gotten all you need yet from this blog, here’s another antidote to assault and battery — some dancing salts on stage:
Thanks to my son Aaron (in the center of that battery of dancers) and everyone else who helped me create today’s salt-and-battery post. A special battery of thanks to you — of course! — for visiting this salty blogger, here and now.