I wrote a paper today for my french class about Stromae, a Belgian singer-songwriter, audiovisual creator and fashion designer. Here it is for you francophones.
I discussed the dichotomies of his songs: harrowing themes with music that makes one dance.
That is what today is like. Flowers in bloom inside and perhaps the last snow squalls of the season in the mountains.
WE drove to the pool in Lake Placid today and Tim exercised in it. He finally believes he is going to be OK. Last month, one doctor scared the bejeesus out of him and painted a future filled with chronic pain.
He slid down that hole. Now this month she reports he will be fine (as did his first spinal surgeon two months ago). He’s on cloud 9 and able to deal with pain because he no longer fears it will dominate him. He thinks he needed that message. I disagree.
But now we are positive! This Christmas/Easter cactus went from good to astounding within a few days.
So hopeful. It opened itself up to the world. I considered putting it outside near my beehive!