Ach

I have written a few paragraphs this morning, but their attempted flippancy has fallen flat. I am in no mood to be flip. Only after my PET-scan, scheduled to begin in 90 minutes, might the tensions I feel fall away. Only then might I try writing again. But maybe I’ll put it off until I get the results of the scan. With good fortune, the results will leave me in a more relaxed, comfortable mood. Time will tell. I have no interest in petting a cobra, by the way.