This was a forced entry. As was the post immediately prior to this one. Somehow the joy went out of the act of writing like air leaving a punctured tire. Pfffft. And it was gone. All gone.
I sensed it at the time. I knew there was something wrong. I did not know what it was. I did not have enough sense of myself to react, or correct, or respond. I just went Pfffft.
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I have just completed editing the prior post. And I find I am discontented with the imagery.
The header image shows some Ottawa construction scaffolding. It is a perfect introduction to the post: there are multiple elements, the sense is slightly claustrophobic, it is not entirely clear what is going on in the image, the subject appears mirrored or distorted. All of these things reflect aspects of my experience, lived aspects of an injury the Doctors only encounter in textbook descriptions.
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I sense that it would be useful to perform a regular self assessment. I need to establish a baseline and then identify strengths and weaknesses. A key issue is the identification of areas of improvement, and also areas of opportunity.
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