You are always a master of words and meaning/feeling...this is so stark and honest...such a difficult frame of mind to live in...and reminds me of the days when it seems the oppressive heat will win...and it can be hard to imagine the fresh air making it through those walls. Hope you are well...

Parts of me MIA, that is very meaningful to me. And the trample of old age is related. I fell recently, losing my balance coming down off a step stool. Hit my head on the sidewalk - a bleeding nose and forehead gave me a Frankenstein look. What was MIA? Reflexes, muscle tone, cartilage in my knees, coordination. Oh so sad. But that's the trample of aging. Thank God my fingers and eyes still work pretty well. Thanks for this, Chris.