This is probably one of the times of the year that I hate the most. I can’t watch local news, because it’s full of stories about the festival where I was struck down by E coli. Seeing or hearing about it, raises my blood pressure and creates a good deal of stress, so I simply don’t watch or listen. It reminds me of how long this situation has been going on, and how unfair it is. Instead I prefer to remember good times, and hope for better times ahead, like trips to explore places in the stories, and wonderful people we’ve met. Better times, and hopefully better times to come. Maybe I’ll be able to ride again, travel again. Who knows, it could happen, fingers crossed.