Hello Again

Dear Diary,
It has been a long time since I have been here. July and August went by in ennui. Then I was held in a tower of medicine and learning, for 22 days. I was not a prisoner, but all of the attendants and guards wore masks and routinely assaulted me with needles, pokes and squeezy things. They called it “getting vitals.” It has left me weak, bruised, and disgruntled but I am happy to report that I am alive!
Every wounded writer needs a hero. I had two. My Lady knight in shining armor with flaxen hair, strength beyond knowing, and her trusty dog stayed in my guest room for a week. They kept me fed, watered and sane.
I look forward to more diary entries, new poetry in to return to life as normal.
Princess JeanMarie

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