RETREAT — Shortly after my soulmate Talyaa’s cancer stole into my dark night of the soul, I went dark on life. I retreated from the world into a private whirlwind of massive action to heal my beloved.
Any action apart from optimizing our health held little relevance, so my world shrank to an hourly grind of a warrior in full blown battle, fiercely resolute but isolated.
I said no to tango, to friends, to calls, to entertainment, to eating out, to cafes, to socializing, to FB, to writing, to blogging, to movies, to exploring, to traveling, to cultural events, to leaving the house but for endless grocery shopping trips, medical appointments and obtaining cancer weeding supplies.
No more RETREAT!
Now, something FANTASTICAL this way comes … in 9 days …