Singing to the Moon

[smokingboot]

I went out to look at the night. After all this freezing weather it's not cold at all, there's just a welcome breeze and that moon shining full as it climbs the clouds. I used to sing to the moon, making up lyrics to a tune that turned up in my head. I never knew where the tune came from, but now I do; it was the saxophone theme from Blade Runner. I'd sing now if the neighbours weren't so close by. Chances are they'd think it was some infuriated cat, but still.

Today is my last radiotherapy session to include the lumpectomy site. All the others will solely be under the arm and at the base of the neck. I've got something like 11 more of these and they're becoming unpleasant. Something to discuss with the radiologist, I'm feeling dizzy and sick.

But still, there's always that moon.

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[smokingboot]

Those kindly wishes sustain me. Strength, light, warmth, I need them all. Thank you for sending them to me X