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Day 2591: Heads and Hearts

In my third year of blogging, when I was heading into dealing with more heart problems, I published Day 1074: The Head and the Heart.  My head notices, here and now, that I didn’t mention those heart problems in that post (although I mentioned them in many other posts, including Day 1178: What is heart failure?).

Yesterday, at the beginning of the week when I’m seeing my two cardiologists, I saw this:

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This reminds me of how I often say this to people who are in therapy with me:

You know this here (pointing to my head) but you don’t know it here (pointing to my heart).

Let us try to combine our heads and hearts together as we move forward in 2020.

What do your head and heart combined tell you about my other photos today?

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My head and heart are noticing that so many people are disappointed with yesterday’s Iowa caucuses, as you can read here.

For your head and heart, here‘s a Quincy Jones version of a tune from Hair:

My head and heart are both looking forward to your comments, below.

Thanks, from my head and heart, to all who help me create these blog posts and to all who read them, including YOU.

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Day 2590: Questions for the ride home

Yesterday, on my birthday (which was the first international palindrome day in 909 years)  …

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… I saw this at a local performance of Hair: The American Tribal Love-Rock Musical:

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That reminded me of seeing plays and movies with my parents when I was a kid, when we always had questions and discussions on the ride (or  walk) home.

Here’s how I would answer that second question for the ride home:

I’m already angry or concerned enough to speak up, protest, march, or become an activist for change. MY question is, “Why aren’t YOU?”

Do you have any questions for the ride or walk home about my new cover photo on Facebook?

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Do you have any questions about my other photos from yesterday?

Do you have any sitting-on-the-sofa questions for Harley?

Some people on Facebook had questions about what I posted there the day before my birthday:

On my last day of being 66, it occurs to me that I am now entering the time of life that when I die, nobody will say, “Oh no! She was so young!”

I answered those questions by writing these lyrics for a new song:

NOT TOO YOUNG TO DIE

I’m not too young to die,
’cause I’m over 65,
Yet I plan to stay around for lots more years.

Young is not a word
That is regularly heard
By my aging but still operating ears.

You might call me old,
But I’ll just be staying bold
And enjoying every moment left to me.

No one knows how long
I’ll be here to sing my song,
So I guess we’ll all just have to wait and see.

© Ann Koplow, 2020

There are questions in this song from Hair.

How can people be so heartless?  How can people be so cold?  How can people have no feelings?

I don’t have the answers to those questions but I am unquestionably grateful for every day I’m alive and for YOU.

 

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