Doubts and Disability

One has to worry about mortality on a day like today.  I have chest pains and aches again.  I can barely write to keep the posts going.  I can’t afford a doctor’s visit before Friday.  I also can’t afford to be hospitalized again or to be put on insulin, both real possibilities.  I really can’t even afford to just drop dead.  Maybe the villain is just a man in a rubber mask.  But probably not.  Time will tell.  Should I survive, I would like to write about the cartoonist Winsor McCay and the filmmaker Stanley Kubrick.  There is writing to be done.  So, I really can’t have a heart attack today.  Reschedule it.  That’s the ticket.