Flo

She fell out of bed one morning, in the nursing home. The nurse happened to walk in and found her washing blood from her hands. She had no idea what happened. She had had a stroke.

She seemed to recover from the stroke, but she didn't want to live any more. She asked not to be given food. That was over a week ago.

My mother said she has been saying for a couple of years now, that she's had her time here, and it's time to go. She just seemed anxious about living, like she couldn't understand why she was still around.

Flo's daughter made arrangements for her memorial service, and expected it to be last weekend. Now they're expecting it to be this weekend.

synchronicity

Every once in a while (during any given day) I get a mild craving for a particular taste. Maybe not even a craving. It's just that the taste comes to mind. Earlier this afternoon, it was pumpkin cake. A little while ago it was M&M's. I thought about getting some, but I decided it was too early in the afternoon for a snack. About two minutes after that, a coworker walked into the room and asked if anyone wanted some M&M's. He had purchased them from the vending machine by mistake. I offered to buy something for him in return, but he said he really shouldn't have anything, because of his diet.

collateral damage

How many civilians were killed in Afghanistan?

http://www.thenation.com/doc.mhtml?i=20020204&s=massing